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Things I learnt from the boys behind me on the bus

Special International Edition: San Francisco (#3 route, Filmore St – Union Square)

  1. Carlo is gay
  2. Ruben is, like, totally gay
  3. Amanda in seventh grade either
    a) will do it with anyone
    b) hasn’t done it with anyone or
    c) definitely did it with that guy Josh in sixth grade, the one who looks gay.
  4. This last fact is known by all the sixth graders and all the seventh graders, seriously.
  5. There may be a significant stake ($5) up for grabs for anyone who can establish the veracity of any or all of these claims.
  6. In other news, Deon once did a rubix cube in, like, 4 minutes.
  7. When asked who helped him with this, the answer was, apparently, tu madre.

It’s funny, isn’t it. You fly halfway round the world, the money changes, the accents change and the terminology is different, but the conversation of kids at the back of the bus is universal.

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  1. enid says:

    wonderful. enid finds the depressing thing about learning foreign languages is that once you’re any good (a state she’s only achieved with french), the romantic foreigness that you hear around you solidifies into this kind of drivel.

  2. Roerganger says:

    The back of the bus: is’nt it everyones favorite spot?

  3. Rhys says:

    HAHA! Yank chavs!

  4. Murtaza Chang says:

    Come to pakistan believe me the conversation of kids is different :)
    anyway I wanna share with you this wonderful sms about pakistan I just received from a friend
    and this is how we drive :
    1 hand on steering wheel
    1 hand holding cell
    1 foot on accelerator
    1 foot on clutch
    1 ear listening two songs
    2 eyes on girls
    Welcome to pakistan
    we are very busy nation :P

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