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The lovely 21

The other day I picked up a fella who asked me if i knew of a scooter store near the U of M campus while I was driving the 6 line. I told him, yeah, Scooterville is up here and I get a few blocks away. We started talking a little bit about scooters, but i only had him on the bus for about 5 minutes and went on with my day. Well today I'm driving the 21 line and down on Lake and Snelling he's standing around asking people the same question, and he sees me and basically goes "PHEW this guy'll know" and I told him how to get to Motoprimo.

Later, I picked up a guy I totally forgot about. He's got a very strong southern accent, sounds Texan to me, and he's a real laid back, slow-talker kind of Texan. Anyway, he swears he's the road manager for U2, and possibly thinks he's Irish, which I noticed when he told me back home in Dublin you're not allowed to smoke in bars, and actually it's quite different from here because back home they're actually called "pubs." He also told me the women are fine and the men look like farmers.

Comments (3)

he's right about the not smoking and the women being fine and the men looking like farmers. maybe he is irish. they can have kind of a weird drawl sometimes.

Or perhaps he's well-read with regard to Ireland Tourism periodicals.

At least he didn't say the women were strong, the men were good looking, and the children were above average.

yourBelle:

the men are fine, the women are nagging, and...mmmm, i think i'm in the mood for a guiness!

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