Although the words "bus" and "banana skin" both start with the same letter, they are dissimilar in every possible way, right? Wrong! At least, not if you're a Glasgow muppet. During my career I've seen an assortment of hapless muppets falling on to the bus, falling off the bus and getting clobbered by bits of bus falling on top of them, but, until today, I've never seen a muppet going down merely because of a bus's aura.
I was waiting for my bus at Anniesland Cross during the evening rush and had my mp3 player turned right up to drown out the sound of manic drivers trying to honk each other to death. As I dum-de-dummed my way through Lucy In The Sky, a stout little muppet wrapped up like an eskimo made a frantic hobble for a bus that was just about to pull away from the stop. In a melee of stubby limbs, she flapped towards the bus with all the determination of a bloated turtle pulling itself up a beach to lay eggs.
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