The Bus driver pt. II.

[AstroParticipant 2045]

I woke up because my hours are strange right now. Let me point you to the drunk bitches: I come from a University known for Fraternities “Butt Chugging”. Yet I have discovered the Frat boys have mellowed out. I have seen far more problems with Sororities. This is the first generation in history where females drink as much as males. Equality is not equal because females do not have the enzymes or body mass to absorb that much alcohol. The result? After winning a major game, I seen five girls hit the ground within 15 minutes plus one having sex with a dude on the sidewalk. I dropped off a girl on my bus and after whirling around a tree, hit the sidewalk head first. Her head popped like a coconut loud enough for me to hear even after I closed the passenger door. I seen a girl get out of her car to p~~~ on a major road and waved at me. It’s not the dudes but girls that I watch on my bus. One even fooled this old sailor and puked all over my bus. I can usually tell and pull over for them to puke. A professional driver has to be aware of the road but a bus driver on campus must also be aware of passengers. I have left passengers of both sexes to walk because I don’t want them to puke on my bus. I don’t own my bus but I am responsible for it, I am the captain of this ship sailing on asphalt. I do not take it lightly. Get ready AA, you are about to be swamped with more incurable women than you can imagine.

[Jim01Participant 6678]

whenever the msm show footage of drinkers it is always the women who are passed out on the street. The worst the blokes do is sit with their head in their hands on the curb (obviously feeling sick) but the women are always out cold

what you say above doesn’t surprise me one bit

[WPLParticipant 2390]

I transferred after a year at a university close to me, to a better (but distant) one. That second university owned a number of frat houses on campus, and one of those frats was under some sort of sanctions. One of the restrictions on them was that they could not accept new pledges during the academic year — so they had extra space on the second floor of their frat house. Since the house was property of the university, the school decided that it would be a grand idea to put several of us transfer students on the second floor. We all got along well, and the accommodations were quite a bit nicer than a normal dorm. However, the frat downstairs partied non-stop from Thursday night right through the wee hours of Sunday night/Monday morning. Once the revelers trashed the downstairs bathrooms, they’d come upstairs and defile our facilities (which were not then cleaned until Tuesday afternoon…) Nothing quite like stepping out of the shower and seeing a drunk chick hurling in one of the urinals to elevate your opinion of society at large… or enjoying a constitutional when all of a sudden, a group of drunk “ladies” barricades themselves into the next stall. Never did see anyone’s skull get cracked open, but I’ve pretty much witnessed everything else you mention.

I earned an engineering degree through hard work and focus (100% monk during that time) — I’d like to know if any of those “ladieez” left with anything other than damaged brain cells and a worn-out meathole.

Astro wrote:

I woke up because my hours are strange right now. Let me point you to the drunk bitches: I come from a University known for Fraternities “Butt Chugging”. Yet I have discovered the Frat boys have mellowed out. I have seen far more problems with Sororities. This is the first generation in history where females drink as much as males. Equality is not equal because females do not have the enzymes or body mass to absorb that much alcohol. The result? After winning a major game, I seen five girls hit the ground within 15 minutes plus one having sex with a dude on the sidewalk. I dropped off a girl on my bus and after whirling around a tree, hit the sidewalk head first. Her head popped like a coconut loud enough for me to hear even after I closed the passenger door. I seen a girl get out of her car to p~~~ on a major road and waved at me. It’s not the dudes but girls that I watch on my bus. One even fooled this old sailor and puked all over my bus. I can usually tell and pull over for them to puke. A professional driver has to be aware of the road but a bus driver on campus must also be aware of passengers. I have left passengers of both sexes to walk because I don’t want them to puke on my bus. I don’t own my bus but I am responsible for it, I am the captain of this ship sailing on asphalt. I do not take it lightly. Get ready AA, you are about to be swamped with more incurable women than you can imagine.

[Author]

Posts