Scenes on the train

[TGR]

On my usual Friday train journey and I've posted on my experiences before and today is worth another thread.

Sat around me are a number of people who can't seem to match the seat number on their reservation to the one on the seat. It's not rocket science. There's a carriage letter, which is A, C, D or F. Then there's a seat number and there's a number on the seat itself.

Then opposite me there's a fat ginger bird (does it get any worse) who's spent the whole of the last 45 minutes putting on make up. No matter how much you put on love, you're still a fat, ugly, ginger bird. And the Brummies haven't even got on yet.

Now the "catering manager" is telling us that the catering crew will be changing in 10 minutes (why - we're in the middle of nowhere?) so to get our refreshments before they do. What are they changing into?

Going to be a long afternoon I reckon.

You should write a song about it. In the classic mould of Billy Joel.
Put in all of the scenes, all of the absurdity, all of the life.
It will be a classic.

 

[Gaylord du Bois]

On my usual Friday train journey and I've posted on my experiences before and today is worth another thread.

Sat around me are a number of people who can't seem to match the seat number on their reservation to the one on the seat. It's not rocket science. There's a carriage letter, which is A, C, D or F. Then there's a seat number and there's a number on the seat itself.

Then opposite me there's a fat ginger bird (does it get any worse) who's spent the whole of the last 45 minutes putting on make up. No matter how much you put on love, you're still a fat, ugly, ginger bird. And the Brummies haven't even got on yet.

Now the "catering manager" is telling us that the catering crew will be changing in 10 minutes (why - we're in the middle of nowhere?) so to get our refreshments before they do. What are they changing into?

Going to be a long afternoon I reckon.

I hope you singled out a sleeper for a slapping.

 

[dronefromsector7g]

I skipped a few pages, to sum up the general public are cunts, right?

 

[BWTAC]

On my usual Friday train journey and I've posted on my experiences before and today is worth another thread.

Sat around me are a number of people who can't seem to match the seat number on their reservation to the one on the seat. It's not rocket science. There's a carriage letter, which is A, C, D or F. Then there's a seat number and there's a number on the seat itself.

Then opposite me there's a fat ginger bird (does it get any worse) who's spent the whole of the last 45 minutes putting on make up. No matter how much you put on love, you're still a fat, ugly, ginger bird. And the Brummies haven't even got on yet.

Now the "catering manager" is telling us that the catering crew will be changing in 10 minutes (why - we're in the middle of nowhere?) so to get our refreshments before they do. What are they changing into?

Going to be a long afternoon I reckon.

You should write a song about it. In the classic mould of Billy Joel.
Put in all of the scenes, all of the absurdity, all of the life.
It will be a classic.

Scenes From A Slapping Shitbag?

 

[Zubrman]

Trains would be nice and quiet, clean and certainly would run on time if we didn't have to let the bleeding public on board.

 

[Blue Mist]

On my usual Friday train journey and I've posted on my experiences before and today is worth another thread.

Sat around me are a number of people who can't seem to match the seat number on their reservation to the one on the seat. It's not rocket science. There's a carriage letter, which is A, C, D or F. Then there's a seat number and there's a number on the seat itself.

Then opposite me there's a fat ginger bird (does it get any worse) who's spent the whole of the last 45 minutes putting on make up. No matter how much you put on love, you're still a fat, ugly, ginger bird. And the Brummies haven't even got on yet.

Now the "catering manager" is telling us that the catering crew will be changing in 10 minutes (why - we're in the middle of nowhere?) so to get our refreshments before they do. What are they changing into?

Going to be a long afternoon I reckon.

You should write a song about it. In the classic mould of Billy Joel.
Put in all of the scenes, all of the absurdity, all of the life.
It will be a classic.

I think it was Barry Manilow that said it best....
I write the songs that make Blue Moon sing
I write the songs of gingers and weird looking things
I write the songs that make the moderators cry
I write the songs, I write the mother fu*kin' songs

 

[scotty123]

I love trains

You should try the 23.20 from Oxford Rd to Urmston on a Saturday night then, its brilliant, the best 12 minutes imaginable, all the drunken pub goers and the merry theatre goers all pile on, everybody talks to each other and there is usually a sing song(not football related)
Groups of middle aged women on nights out without the hubby try their best to chat up young lads who look suitably embarrased at some of the things said or flashed at them and the women all cackle away as a result
It will get better and better as it gets nearer Christmas as people lighten up and get merry, everybody should try a train journey to the suburbs at this time of year its great, i love trains too

 

[Le Havre Oswald]

I love trains

You should try the 23.20 from Oxford Rd to Urmston on a Saturday night then, its brilliant, the best 12 minutes imaginable, all the drunken pub goers and the merry theatre goers all pile on, everybody talks to each other and there is usually a sing song(not football related)
Groups of middle aged women on nights out without the hubby try their best to chat up young lads who look suitably embarrased at some of the things said or flashed at them and the women all cackle away as a result
It will get better and better as it gets nearer Christmas as people lighten up and get merry, everybody should try a train journey to the suburbs at this time of year its great, i love trains too

Chuca Chucha chucha chucha wooooot wooooot!!

 

[TGR]

On my usual Friday train journey and I've posted on my experiences before and today is worth another thread.

Sat around me are a number of people who can't seem to match the seat number on their reservation to the one on the seat. It's not rocket science. There's a carriage letter, which is A, C, D or F. Then there's a seat number and there's a number on the seat itself.

Then opposite me there's a fat ginger bird (does it get any worse) who's spent the whole of the last 45 minutes putting on make up. No matter how much you put on love, you're still a fat, ugly, ginger bird. And the Brummies haven't even got on yet.

Now the "catering manager" is telling us that the catering crew will be changing in 10 minutes (why - we're in the middle of nowhere?) so to get our refreshments before they do. What are they changing into?

Going to be a long afternoon I reckon.

You should write a song about it. In the classic mould of Billy Joel.
Put in all of the scenes, all of the absurdity, all of the life.
It will be a classic.

I think it was Barry Manilow that said it best....
I write the songs that make Blue Moon sing
I write the songs of gingers and weird looking things
I write the songs that make the moderators cry
I write the songs, I write the mother fu*kin' songs

I told you it would be a classic!
:-)

 

[scotty123]

I love trains

You should try the 23.20 from Oxford Rd to Urmston on a Saturday night then, its brilliant, the best 12 minutes imaginable, all the drunken pub goers and the merry theatre goers all pile on, everybody talks to each other and there is usually a sing song(not football related)
Groups of middle aged women on nights out without the hubby try their best to chat up young lads who look suitably embarrased at some of the things said or flashed at them and the women all cackle away as a result
It will get better and better as it gets nearer Christmas as people lighten up and get merry, everybody should try a train journey to the suburbs at this time of year its great, i love trains too

Chuca Chucha chucha chucha wooooot wooooot!!

And you might get slapped if you fall asleep as well.....which is nice