After the fight at the bus stop one believes that the worst has passed. But when you see the driver's face in whose hands you put your life, notes two lumps in your throat that should be more in the crotch.
It is estimated that cetaceans do not see a friendly face like a movie that opens the door with a friendly smile, well yes but after that the stick had clavao on the cheek inside and could not shut up. Rather it is a predator's smile, which will thinking "I will draw you a career, or not, someday, but meanwhile I am going to whore to see who falls first."
course I would take the bus at the first stop as we entered tighter or less everyone, but as far to the second stop and was full early in the morning. That's when the driver enjoyed: reached the next stop, thousands of expectant people at the stop ready to rise, makes a feint and uyyyyy ! the elusive and flees.
people face a poem, tears, insults, despair, resignation, like a movie of Almodóvar but transvestite orphan ... I think.
While inside we gave thanks to Maker, in part, by being able to come and go even Hold on to the roof which murciélago.Porque that too was great, when the bus was filled with the driver opened the back door and said " up from behind! " . I have studied the expansion and compression of liquids, solids and gases under different isothermal and isobaric conditions and I must say that the compression from an academic qualification, of bodies in the bus was the host! . How would a girl was reading some stamps on the bus, the output is expanded and results that were the Espasa Encyclopedia , in 15 languages!.
If the stop is screwed up were not able to raise the bus watched them with envy, because when the driver closed the doors thought "we Lolo this is like taking a Formula 1, with what you like Alonso !, steps to stop that sure is the same. "
Well this attitude in a modern bus is reprehensible, but salvageable. Of course we were traveling in buses that were outdated when Franco made communion. Above many of us were able to give a member, except that you're thinking, not to board a bus twice, if a man of those who had a joint in the center.
As our driver the Lolo took the corner as if he were to be fined for slow, those who were at the intersection of two bus watched as the board that connected the two parts of the bus was consists of 2 pieces of hard, so there was not €. In every corner you saw people saying goodbye to the friends who were in another part of the bus if it broke in half, boyfriends delivered love letters, given food parcels and I think I saw some b engala .
When one sees how the campus is closer, should be happy right?; Pos no!. Then the fun began and why the pseudonym DRAGON - LAT the bus. Our campus in a gesture of unprecedented road safety and to avoid the typical racing tunning , which were the most normal thing on a campus where the best car was the Seat Panda inherited from the grandfather one, put commonly called the Guards Tumbaos .
For anyone who is not familiar with the term, we refer to packages and put on the road pa you know with horns on the roof of the car if you spend more than 12 , 5 km / h fuck you cushions. Man when the car is a leading cuidaico , now when the bus is not yours and you sweat it if you go from being above Ferdinand Alonso be Carlos Sainz it gets better.
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were not boats, noooooo a well earned break in the pole jump at the Olympics, we climbed so much that one day I saw the eyes of a pilot of the Eagle Patrol Montao on his plane. So, follaos by campus to giving the bus, with pockets of death and if you go over with colleagues as the descojone bastards , at that age have no fear of death. People got the bus ticket as if it was the Dragon Kan. The girls were up in groups holding hands and saying " aunt jo that fear! , if I scream hand and take me when we pass by the machine let me know photos to smile" , the uncles "to see who pota first! "," not to release the hands fag! "," I think top 2 times! " .
These buses crowded, where you scratch your ear and you realize it's ear next to you and that hand is not even yours and say: "who the fuck my hand is ?!!".
Once, and finally, going on a double abarrotao in front carrying a girl petite and each time the driver braked I would head towards it, I thought "other well and braking then throw the girl a corn so great that we think the same for 4 months. " At that time and in the middle of campus direction Murcia, late, the bus stops on the shore and the lights go "is already putearnos after the driver now we viola I told myself. At that moment another similar bus and people desbordao stands parallel to ours. Looking at the next bus was like watching a tin of sardines "I'll have eyes out of their sockets by the pressure like that?" you wonder. At that time our friend Lolo screams "broken sa bus every other!" ; "impossible!" is the cry heard more .
After that day I heard that several people traveling on buses began to earn pocket money such as contortionists, I think there are any in the Circo del Sol .
Well ladies and dunces hope you liked it, a hug tod @ s and until we read.
Signed .: Black- poisoned.
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