Milker
Well-Known Member
years ago, when I was a student, I was coming home from a gig in the Fusion on the Quays one night. I was on the bus and I felt something behind me. I had mega short hair at this time and turned around to find the man behind me playing with my hair.He was a well dressed, respectable looking chap, a bit like celeb hairdresser Nicky Clarke, so I jumped up and rang the bell of the bus despite not being my stop. I walked downstairs, hid behind the stairwell and let all the other people off the bus. the hair feeler also got off the bus and was looking me for me. When he saw I was still on the bus, now pulling away, he punched the window of the bus. fucked up shit indeed.
fu-uck!!