Bussing


God, I’m on the bus with teenagers again!

In less than five minutes they’ve covered “old fashion cd’s” (lp’s), hormones due to birth control, a man’s (boy) third leg he swears he doesn’t have between his legs (okay. You don’t?) and vaginal vacuum while sitting on the bus. I’m not sure how that is possible to achieve to be honest, but if you do, please enlighten me.

They hopped off downtown, and the bus is again silent, except for the occasional sniffs and coughs.

I’m picking up my pick-up in ten minutes. Be still, my heart.

Edit: minutes became hours and are back to minutes again. 

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