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Partying on the inside
Join Date: Mar 2009
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A few years ago a random person and me were riding around on city buses between states for kicks, and we ended up at the main bus station in Atlanta, Georgia... I walk outside and there were 3 old black dudes asking us if we had some money to help them bail their brothers out of jail. lol.. Seriously? I'm going to believe that all of you each have a brother needing to be bailed out of jail? Wait... ok so maybe it's a reasonable story. But am I supposed to believe you actually want money for that? I should have said: "No, sorry. I just spent all my money on crack. Want some??" On a more disconcerting note, at that same bus station there was this crazy looking old lady with a 20oz bottle of sprite, who was trying to pour the sprite into a McDonald's cup... THROUGH THE STRAW. It was spilling everywhere. It was one of those "back away slowly" moments.
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