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Zilvia Junkie
![]() Join Date: Apr 2002
Location: Ontario, Canada
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As I was on my way home, on the bus, from work in order to get to school later, a typical appearing man comes on. He sits right across from me and begins staring blankly. I think nothing of this and turn my cheek.
About 10 seconds later, in a reasonably loud voice, the man mutters something like this: "Women..haha...misery...DEATH!!... Baseball playoffs...no, hehe...DEATH!!...Little lady walking, no...it's all over soon... DEATH!!" This continued throughout the ENTIRE trip home (about 25 minutes by bus). I didn't know whether to laugh or to fear for my life, so I just bit my lip the entire way. I mean, I've seen crazy's before, but nothing like this guy. You close down the local psychiatric center and look what happens. <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/butbut.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':but:'> And my parents wonder why I'm getting a car. <img src="http://www.zilvia.net/f/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/hmmm.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':hmmm:'>
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