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a new low?
for street drinking.... is worse.
will you ever learn? ;)
were you actually drunk or were they just being vicious?
I wish they'd throw all the fuckers off with their mobiles on speaker listening to tinny R&B or the hoardes of kids who seem to eat skanky chicken and then throw the bones EVERYwhere on the bus.
but not massively so. i was at a party and had half a can left so took it with me. i was just sitting and minding my own business, PFFFT.
i'm clearly not nearly up to your level of specialness. yet.
basically having one national law saying you can't smoke inside public places forces you outside. While the local council have a rule making drinking outside not possible leads to problems.
but I can't remember. maybe it wasn't me. maybe I saw someone not get let on a bus for drinking. maybe it was you?
To consume alcohol. One should not resort to such working-class activities
doesn't live in london i guess
Only I have done. On fairly numerous occasions, quite openly.
In Brighton most of them won't let you on a bus with an open can or whatever, but I've never seen anyone thrown off.
i've certainly never had any problems at all..
for the same reason. But I'm not sure if it's because the drivers think you're going to cause trouble because you have an
in your hand!
I got stares for drinking a can of Stella at 11am on the bus to Field Day yesterday.
and without saying a word, walk into fiona's housemate's bedroom expecting to find a toilet though, did you?
it was a member of the recently-established Team Laid-Back, which later in the night became Team Largely Belligerent. the retarded phrasing meant the t-shirts didn't have to be altered.
also, kudos to the inventor of the world's worst drink, Tim Johnson. it'll be repeating on me forEVER.
what was it?
fuck, that drink was mean.
I still feel like my brain is twisted sideways and I've got a stabbing pain in my chair.
I cooked a roast dinner earlier though.
you're made of much stronger stuff than i.
because it was 3:30am, which is way past a 15 year old's bed time.
That's bang out of order. Once in a while we all need a 'traveller'. :(
I always drink quite shamelessly on the way to wherever I'm going and have never had any comment from anyone... red wine from the bottle, jagermeister, whiskey from a paper bag in the classic tramp style... a selection of weird perries, cherry b's and assorted horrors that looked funny and seemed like a good idea at the time...
the bus driver came up to me and took my beer from my hand and threw it off the bus (not into a bin, just in the street).
My friend and I were the only people on the bus and had been talking very quietly to each other.
I like to think it was because he was jealous of my life. And my beer.
never wake me up at Hillingdon even when I ask really nicely and I always end up in Oxford.
We had some cans as we were going to a party and the driver of the 168 (ah memories) was like "You can't drink on this bus." so we said we weren't and just got on. We didn't drink them but he kept coming on the tannoy saying " I can see you up there, STOP DRINKING!". Was freaky.
on trains they actually sell beer?!
How does that make sense?