The last 'nutter on the bus' conversation I ended up in was a mostly pleasant chat with a massively drunk irishman about various social issues. Then he started going on about how I should be in charge of the country and all we had to do was shoot David Cameron to get the ball rolling. I spent the rest of the trip trying to persuade him that we were both going to be arrested if he didn't shut the fuck up.|
It wasn't boring, that commute, I give him that.
-- boobs do nothing for me, I want moustaches and chest hair.