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Tales from the Transit Line

Final Edition from the Evening Commute:

There is a guy who gets shoes for next to nothing.

“He must be a good deal finder,” said one late night commuter.

“No, he’s just cheap,” said another.

Tales from the Transit Line

Report from the Evening Commute:

This just in: The mystery of what those ‘weird’ noises were, coming from ‘her’ bathroom, has been solved.

“Oh, that was her fish tank wallpaper,” reported an anonymous source.

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Report from the Evening Commute:

Across MacDonald [Street?] and down an alleyway there’s a party tonight, according to some guy who still has to ‘go home, get changed, smoke a doobie, have a beer, and [other] sh*t like that.’

Tales from the Transit Line

Report from the Evening Commute:

Gone are the days of boom-boxes, here are the days of rocking as hard as your smart phone will allow.

“Everyone on the SkyTrain is so lucky,” noted an urban adolescent commuter this evening, after his cell died.

Seconds before making this proclamation, he was dancing and singing along to Matisyahu’s Sunshine, which he blasted from the device.

Lamenting the loss, he sang a few versus a capella, spit – intentionally – on his own shoe, and then remarked to his friend that he had read on Wikipedia that Matisyahu was Jewish.

“Ya, ‘Matisyahu’ is Hebrew,” said his friend.

“Matisyahu’s Hebrew?” the first young man responded.

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Report from the Evening Commute:

A study reveals that two out of two couples riding the SkyTrain like to use their commute for a little QT [quality time].

In addition, the study proves that when they snuggle up it provides more room for single commuters.

In related news, if she’s shopping on her BlackBerry while you’re trying to ‘make some room’ with her, she’s just not that into you.

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Report from the Evening Commute:

All dance styles come from Africa or Mexico, according to a young commuter.

In related news, the dance connoisseur is currently listening to music that sounds like a duck quacking into an amplifier.

“Quack! Quack!” he demonstrated, emphatically.

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Blessing from the Morning Commute:

May you never have a runny [not stuffy, please note the distinction] nose on a SkyTrain or bus that reeks of body odor.

Namaste.

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Report from the Evening Commute:

Top 5 things our on-scene reporter Kelle Shaunna hates about commuting via public transit [today]:

5) When fellow commuters stake out a spot by the door, blocking others from getting on or off the train/bus.

4) Delays due to mechanical [any] issues.

3) Getting stuck on the non-moving side of the escalator [if you don’t know what this means, count your blessings].

2) When fellow commuters start to make their way to the door through a crowded train car/bus, well ahead of their stop.

1) When the station smells like sh*t.

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Report from the Evening Commute:

The difference between a trim and a ‘fu*king chop’ is 2.5 inches, according to one commuter.

“What am I supposed to do with this?” Ben asked his hairdresser, who was travelling with him, his fist tangled in his locks.

“Well, you had such split ends . . . ,” his hairdresser responded. “What!? Why are you all puffy?”

In related news, “Botox makes you look like a freak on one of those YouTube videos.”

Tales from the Transit Line

Report from the Evening Commute:

A UFO was sighted one block from the Stadium-Chinatown SkyTrain Station tonight.

The apparent anomaly in the sky was seen hovering over the intersection of West Georgia and Beatty streets around 5:00 p.m., PST.

Our photographer captured this image of the ginormous flying saucer.

 

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