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It was a little after dark and I was trundling towards town from that fetid sewer called East Kilbride. My only passenger was a short-ass, dumpy bastard who reminded me of that little French man-servant, Nik Nak, from The Man With The Golden Gun. Except very bald and very drunk.

Whenever you have one single passenger on the bus they seem to think it's okay to have a shouty conversation with you from their seat half way up the bus. Despite notices telling passengers not to distract the driver's attention they always interject with the rather ironic: "Very quiet tonight, 'aint it, driver!?"

"Aye!" I replied to Nik Nak. But not now thanks to you, tit.

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