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Originally Posted by beso
The seats are knackered, the bogs stink, I was sat infront of someone on his phone talking about getting off with the sawn of shotgun case, he ended the call by saying "I love you mum" which really reassured me..screaming kids...no stops for a quick fag or refershing drink..the drivers treat you like a piece of **** on their shoe..when a national express bus passes you their passengers look down their noses at you...Bum ache, no room to stretch...chewing gum stains everywhere..always a few fatty greasy people doing huge ****s in the toilet for all to hear...Students, yeah bloody students with harmonicas, snogging couples...old granny's who smell of wee...foreign tounges yacking all night down their mobiles....heating, yes heating on the hottest day of the year so far....it's a pile of saggy bumsnuffle.
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I take it you didnt enjoy the journey or were they just the good points?
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