Might be a facade.

Yeah, right. 34th St. on the B/D/N/Q/R. Take a whiff.

I question the timing! This is all meant to distract from BusHitler's Imperial Presidency and the Culture of Corruption in Abramoff's Washington!!!!!

Think that will keep Larry and Tubby away from the thread? I'm kinda hoping it will act like an immunization. By introducing small strains of BDS to teh host, you can avoid full fledged outbreaks of it.

Jack, since you failed to mention the obvious corruption of Delay, I'm forced to believe you approve of it.

You can hope Jack, but be cautious lest you create a resistant strain.

OK, which freaking station do you frequent? I can't remember if I ever smelled urine at my home or job station. Probably never.

Back in the Dinkins days, though, sometimes a bum would be riding that smelled like the definition of putrefaction. Of course, Giulnani heartlessly started moving them out for violating the law.

Funniest thing ever was the time that some guys jumped into a car that looked empty when the others were packed. I knew better and went into one of the packed ones. From there I could see how the poor devils vainly tried to open the locked door and moved to my car. Even funnier, the train was the A and departed 59th street straight for 125th with no local stops; just them and the shit covered bum.

Washington's Metro doesn't smell like urine.

It smells like *cash*.

Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge

The DC Metro looks like some bureaucrat's or brutalist architect's idea of what a subway should be.

It smells like *cash*.

It's just a coincidence that cash and wino-vomit smell the same.

Dave's got it right.
DC Metro, clean as a pin.

Ace,

I dunno', the subway seems to smell a lot like urine.

Maybe it's a Brooklyn thing?

Rock Show!

BTW, you missed a great time that night.

!!!

The Metro rocks. for public transportation.

There was, however, the phenomenon of the smelly car. If you car, you can find it, the Post had a story on how some cars tend to stink. There is only so much cleaning that can be done.

Lets cut to the chase, NY sucks. Eli sucks. The skins are going to beat Seattle again. This time with only 111 yards of offense.

Jack, I like your innoculation thesis. Lets see what happens.

It's just a coincidence that cash and wino-vomit smell the same.

Chicks go crazy for a guy with the smell of wino-vomit on him.

Alas, the problem with the Metro has always been three-fold.

Not enough stations. No benches at the stations ("We didn't put them in because with our hyper-efficient system no one will ever have to wait!" Yeah, sure, pal).

Worst of all, badly designed cars.

I actually *like* the perpendicular seating, but with that arrangement you simply *must* have two lengthwise top bars instead of just the one in the middle. They'd pack a lot more people into the center of the cars if it was simply easier to hold on to something.

Cheers,
Dave at Garfield Ridge

P.S. Oh, and Joe's right. Every once in a while, you get that "special" car. Whoa, Nellie. . .

The Metro looks cool, but (1) doesn't go anywhere, (2) doesn't run very often, and (3) doesn't run late at night.

Totally useless except for 9-5 commuting.

Dave's got it right.
DC Metro, clean as a pin.

And as useless as Howard Dean's brain. No, really, I enjoy waiting several minutes for my train to finally pull into my home station. What possible rush could I have to get off a train to go home? I enjoy sitting next to very large people (being large myself) for upwards of thirty minutes on a piss-poorly designed car.

Not that I'm bitter or anything.

But, oh yeah, the stations are clean.

White guy? Black guy? Asian guy? Arab guy? Somebody saw the guy, I wonder what his nationality was.

Yeah, you still get the shit-smeared bums on some of the subway rides. Luckily, I've almost totally lost my sense of smell due to colds and allergies. So it's nice to get a seat on an express, and I barely smell the bum.

But yeah, there doesn't seem to be as many as over 10 years ago.

Shit smeared bums, huh.

I'm so glad I live in Oklahoma where everyone over the age of six has their own private pickup truck.

Stop your whining. I ride Philadelphia's SEPTA every day. They had to install scuppers to funnel away the gallons of bum-pee. SCUPPERS.

The bums, seeing this, decided to stand at the top of staircases and urinate, because nobody tells them what to do. They're free spirits.

I once got onto a DC Metro Yellow Line train that was almost half full. The doors closed behind me. I smelled something which, having been raised on a farm, I identified as the droppings of a large herbivore. I was not, however, familiar with the species.

I looked around. Every person on that car had a 1 gallon clear plastic bag containing a half gallon of what appeared to be the source of the smell.

I froze against the closed door as the train pulled out. I waited for someone to look at me, point, and shout "Hey! He doesn't have a bag of [bleep]! Get him!" Fortunately, no one looked at me. I switched cars at the next station.

When I got home, I read the paper. There was a one-paragraph article saying that the circus was in town, and that gardeners could get exotic manure for free.

Were they planning to bomb the EMIPIRE STATE BUILDING? or the STATUE OF LIBERTY? dont put it past these fanatics

"Hey! He doesn't have a bag of [bleep]! Get him!"

I'm dying, Bob! roflmao

Very interested theme, with attention I will read following registration fees .