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Tales from the Transit Line

Curse from the Morning Commute:

If you bring your bike on the train at rush hour and park it in front of your seated self and three empty seats, may you get a flat tire of the next rainy day.

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Tales from the Transit Line

Report from the Morning Commute:

If you just can’t get enough of that old train car smell or the back of the bus stench on a hot day – you are in luck.

Translink is rumored to soon be releasing a line of scents for the commuter and the cologne connoisseur, alike.

Featured fragrances are rumored to include, aroma body odeur, eau de farts, and the highly anticipated essence de garlic sausage.

Tales from the Transit Line

Report from the Evening Commute:

It may only be Thursday, but it’s Friday somewhere for this crocked commuter and his traveling companion who both share a love, in addition to their love of Budweiser.

“I fu*king love digging holes,” said this man’s drinking buddy.

“Yeah,” he agreed, tipping the King of Beers in solidarity.

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Tales from the Transit Line

Report from the Morning Commute:

Readers Poll:

Should our on-scene reporter reveal to this brave commuter leaving the Stadium-Chinatown SkyTrain Station, the nearby sidewalk spaces humans use to vacate their bowls in this neighborhood?

Yes or no?

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Tales from the Transit Line

Report from the Evening Commute:

It was a busy weekend for one young commuter.

The red-head jeune fille spent Friday night with a guy-friend whose cat just died.

The 13-year-old feline’s death was apparently so devastating, the owner didn’t tell anyone about it for two weeks.

Saturday was spent at a party with some ‘old’ high-school friends and on Sunday she watched an entire season of Nurse Jackie – and somewhere in between she wrote notes for her study group.

In other news, her friend Daniel, who she has known since Grade 2, is apparently in love with her.

“How did I not know that,” she mused to her confident commuter, rhetorically resolving with a shrug “oh well, it happens.”

Tales from the Transit Line

Report front the Evening Commute:

According to a bald commuter this evening, the one guy who knows where a good pawnshop is, is named Zac.

Zac, a really skinny dude, doesn’t have many friends, but he does this commuter’s hair.

Tales from the Transit Line

Report from the Morning Commute:

According to a young commuter’s power of reasoning, he “would have to seriously, seriously fu*k up” to kill himself “and maybe three or four other people,” while driving his car.

“But if the train even slightly fu* ked up,” he said, it would kill all of the hundred-odd people who were riding the transit vehicle with him this morning.

The self-proclaimed University of B.C. student, also noted he hates standing up.