The time is November 2011, the city, Dublin. One man is spending an awful lot of time sitting on buses and in order to stop him having a bit of a breakdown, which could end violently for someone, he decided to write this.

Bus To Move is the commuting experiences for a month of Jayhaitch. To fully understand his motives for doing this nonsense you should probably read this first

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

15a bus. Nov 2 8:20 am Destination Muji

Nov 2. 8:20 am. Destination Muji

Does anyone really want to hear more of my wittering. What kind of egotist thinks the ramblings that enter his mind are worth committing to history.

I'm probably going to be late. I got the same bus yesterday and I was 20 minutes early.

That's a lie. I got a bus 10 minutes earlier yesterday. Why am I lying to myself in public?

This bus driver hates cyclist. Jesus its like he wants to mount and hump that bike. Pedal, you fucker, like your life depends on it.....it does in fairness.

Can't believe people are still reading Ross O Carroll Kelly. That joke got old about 4 years ago. Roysh, the thing is, I'm going to say really offensive things about people, roysh, but because I say it in like, a D4 accent, its going to be focking hi-larious. Poor people are disgusting.

This bus really wants to shag something. Nearly up on the back of the 15b in front.

Yep, going to be late. More excuses to be made up.

I want to say that the woman beside me has nice legs but Im afraid my girlfriend will read it. I'm also afraid it'll sound like I'm one of those bus pervs. I'm not I swear. There is no harm looking is there. My girlfriend won't be too upset will she. I'm an artist afterall

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