HAY GUYS

It’s been awhile, but I’m back with a good one.

A couple nights ago Sara and I were on the bus from the other side of town. We sit on the second level behind the rear doors. A group of 5 girls gets on with us, and they sit at the front. A couple stops later, a guy wearing a hoodie, sweatpants, and a backwards cap gets on.  He sits a couple rows in front of us on the lower level and is surfing facebook in a focused manner. The girls are drunk and talking about something that no one really cares about. A few of them get off along the way, and there are only two of them left. They start talking about how guys suck and that sort of jabber. They miss their stop and the bus driver stops at the next stop.  However, the girls get up out of their seats before the bus stops, and as the driver applies the brakes suddenly, the momentum of one of the girls causes her to fall flat on her face, making a satisfying BOOM on the floor. They get off the bus and Sara and I start laughing.

Without missing a beat, the guy in front of us, who moments earlier was studying facebook raptly, turned to us and asked one of the most unexpectedly intelligent questions:

“What was that, a drunken Seneca Falls Convention?”

He turned back to his laptop and started chatting on AIM.

-Luke