Monday, May 4, 2009

Reasons to Go Greyhound

You don’t want to take any chance of getting there being half the fun.  It might make "there" less than you expected..

You need to go somewhere you don’t really want to get to.

You like people, and you want it to stop.

You're knees have been bothering you and you want to teach them a lesson.

You had no choice; you just pushed the engage button on that blasted prototype time machine, and the next thing you know you're on a Greyhound bus headed toward Blytheville, Arkansas.

No one can throw you under the bus if you're on the bus.

You can imagine you're Willie Nelson 

No takeoffs, no landings (usually).

You hope you will come across that “very special” McDonald’s you forgot the exact location of.

You thought they’d let you ride a greyhound.

You‘re claustrohedonic.

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