Here we go with another, brand spanking new, brutally insane, florida-quality The Internet's Dave livejournal update. If you're reading this now and aren't in an institution, congratulations, you've just lost several IQ points
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I used to take the Greyhound home from college (up in Fargo, about a 4-6hr drive, depending on the route). I'm not usually a journaling person, but after this experience, I started taking a notebook with me whenever I traveled on mass long-distance transit (buses, planes, trains, etc
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I was on a Greyhound bus bound for Silver Springs in Maryland, which was having a transfer occur in Chicago. I had wisely chosen a route that put the bus heading into downtown at 5 p.m. , so we got a good healthy dose of sitting in traffic. The bus was packed with people, and one swarthy gentleman decided to start wandering up and down the aisle, sitting on the very edge of people's filled seats, telling stories about how he was in Forced Recon in Nam, and the various manners in which he had killed Charlie, with delightfully gory details.
He also liked to mention "Nobody in Nam who had seen any real combat talked about it.". Sort of killed the authenticity, but he really didn't seem to notice.
fuck fuck fuck fuck mothermother fuckpzamJune 24 2004, 22:49:14 UTC
people on the bus down here aren't *really* scary, just backwater-fuckin'-hick scary. some of the accents are so thick, i can't quite tell what they're saying. and then there's the guy who idolizes The Rock...
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He also liked to mention "Nobody in Nam who had seen any real combat talked about it.". Sort of killed the authenticity, but he really didn't seem to notice.
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GET A FUCKING CAR ALREADY, GODDAMNIT!
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