My bus to D.C.--driven by Slick Rick's body double, I swear--arrived half an hour late today, picked up another half hour behind schedule after Coriolanus, and finally broke down in the middle of the Balt./Wash. parkway for three hours. Not only was the bus manned by a dude who sucked at his job, but it was a cheese bus and not the promised coach
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