Two girls having a pretty loud arguement about whether or not a text would be able to find their phone if they were on the bus. The reasoning being that the bus was moving and therefore the text would go to where the phone used to be, not where it was.
Presumably they normally stand still when sending texts.
Too many things but one that gives me joy all these decades later.
My buddies and I getting on the 501 king west streetcar to go drinking downtown Toronto about 3pm in the afternoon.
On walks a noticably inebriated vagrant with a slushie straw up each nostril. As he starts moving towards the middle of the streetcar to sit down he proceeded to put another slurpie straw in each ear.
My buddy and I could not stop laughing.
A trifle.
I can’t see the beef or the onion.
Tastes like feet 😬
I like it.
What’s not to like?
Dirty, dirty!
The best of all desserts
I was riding the bus home from work one day when I lived in Center City Philadelphia. At one stop, this enormous black homeless-looking woman got on and sat in the seat in front of me. She had a nearly unmanageable collection of ratty old bags and suitcases with her, and her clothes were filthy and she smelled terrible. At my stop, as I walked past her seat I glanced over at her and saw that she had pulled out a Macbook Pro and had Xcode open (the Mac IDE) and was working on an iPhone app.
At the time I was working as an iPhone developer for Comcast and we were desperate to hire more iOS developers. I thought seriously about getting this woman’s contact details and bringing her in for an interview. Not because I had contempt for homeless people but because I had contempt for Comcast.
We used public transport in LA to get around on a family holiday. Nothing happened on the metro but the bus we caught to Griffith Park was an interesting experience. When it arrived a guy wearing a bin bag drew a stickman in the dirt on the side. Then the rasta guy who got on in front of us had a huge smile on his face as he kept running his hands up and down the sides of the window by his seat.
Homeless guy on light rail slowly covering himself with chocolate powder. Using the little scoop from the tin, scoop, dump it on his head, scoop, dump it on his head.
Most of it fell off onto his shoulders, but he managed to keep this little, conical, garden gnome hat of chocolate powder on his head.
I knew if I called it in, they’d stop the train and I didn’t want to be late for work, so I called them after I got off on my stop.
This was back during the anthrax scares and I didn’t want anyone thinking we got anthraxed or something.
“Hey, um, yeah, there’s this guy on the West bound train slowly covering himself in chocolate powder. If you find a bunch of brown powder on the train, it’s just chocolate drink mix.”
“What kind of chocolate powder?”
“. . . I dunno, Nestle Quick? Does it matter?”
“What kind of chocolate powder?”
Lol like that’s absolutely vital info to have
Reminds me of this (unrelated) anecdote:
Our zoo is surrounded by a park. We were having a barbeque and playing baseball when we spotted a peacock strutting around the park. Three of us corral the the bird while someone runs to the nearest zoo entrance to tell them one of the peacock’s escaped.
Their response: “is it dead?”.
Turns out the peacocks escape from the zoo all the time. I always knew they were free range, it is pretty cool when you have to stop and wait for a peacock crossing, but it never occurred to me that they would wander out or be able to hop the fence.
That actually was the funniest thing about this…
- Sounds of clinking teaspoons from the background *
Someone needs to write a greentext on this
In my country, Quick is only strawberry flavored. The chocolate powder is called Nescau.
Is it spelled Quick? In the US it is Nestle Quik or Nesquik
Verifying the spelling on those netted me this gem of an ad on DuckDuckGo (which means it’s probably time to pony up and pay for Kagi):
Top 10 Nestle Quik of 2025 - Best Nestle Quik of 2025
Not linking to avoid driving traffic to them. If you’re really determined you should be able to find it.It was Quik for a long time, then Nesquik.
I’m an american and I had to look up what a trifle was but have you guys never tongued a yogurt container?
Gotta eat that thing out like its your last day on earth.
If you’re in need, you can use the lid as a spoon. You bend it slightly and that keeps it rigid, and a near perfect spoon shape.
Yes, but with the same secret shame of slurping the collected grease out of a pepperoni crevice on a pizza slice
Dude.
My girlfriend eats yoghurt with chopsticks
Easier once it’s coagulated.
The yogurt or the girlfriend?
the yoghurt
mid 90s, visiting paris france. we’re taking the underground back to our hotel, it’s like 11ish in the evening. an elderly woman gets on the train and proceeds to strip from the waist up, then danced around with a hat for change. if you ever wondered what a couple of tangerines looks like in an old, old athletic socks, that describes the situation. and she did not proceed down the row until she got a donation.
that’s the strangest thing I’ve ever seen on public transit.
A woman carrying 20 seemingly identical black bras and looking over each one of them. Maybe she keeps losing them somehow?
A schizophrenic hobo talking to an invisible god, with long pauses for listening.
Overhearing a conversation of some dude: "What are you doing?.. Making love?.. With whom?.. Ben?!”
That man was definitely going through something heavy and I hope this helped.
It was this or scotch at 7:30, so he at least made the right choice
That’s a bit of a weird combination… Chocolate and beef…
