Wednesday, August 10, 2011

#11: Icebreaker.

This isn't exactly autobiographical, as people tend to take pity on anxious, naïve commuters instead of yell at them. However, the bus is awkward and I need to stop pulling out this fact in idle conversation. Even though it's totally true.

1 comment:

  1. Hell, people have died in treacherous caverns so others can dine on the spit from a bird (Swallow's Nest Soup). Humanity's manifest destiny to EAT ALL OF THE THINGS knows no bounds.