I got on the No. 9 Barrington on Saturday night, right in the middle of a party. The young ladies who were celebrating at the front of the bus had everyone else (especially all the google-eyed guys at the back of the bus) partying right along with them. And the pole dance was hilarious. You folks entertained a lot of folks. I hope you all got home safely. Thanks for the random good time and thanks to the easygoing bus drivers. —Bastet
This article appears in Mar 22-28, 2012.
pole dancer pkitty and her mad, partying ways?
or someone hop on the wrong bus trying to get to Ralph’s amateur night?
I was too hung over on saturday to move, let alone pole dance on a bus.
rookie.
glug glug glug…
I know, I know.
Back in the day I could drink like a fish. Now? I’m only a shell of my former self.
*cry*