I was a kid, happily riding back from the magic kingdom after a long day, the bus was packed and there was this old man standing in the front. He began throwing up, more vomit than I have ever seen in my life, it just kept coming, splashing endlessly right in the aisle, and then it began to run and flow towards the back as the driver picked up speed. There was all sorts of yelling (it's on my foot, ohh no, here it comes), pure chaos and pandemonium ensured, eventually culminated by several people yelling, let me off this f-ing thing, the diver screeched on the brakes and slammed the door open as hoards of people just walked off into the night including the old man surprisingly, leaving the remaining passengers with the vomitous mess to deal with. Not sure what happened to that old man, or if his actions were possibly intentional, some sick vomit fetish he had or something, but I never wanted to ride the bus again after. It scarred me for life.

Fuk lmao.

Lmao I am disgust