On 1 Greyhound trip there were 3 people who looked like the "Manson Family"; they got dropped off in a small Texas town about 3 AM, 5 or 6 sheriffs were waiting for them. Some homeless woman spent most of the ride laying in the aisle so people had to step over her to get to the lavatory. On the last leg from Phoenix to L.A. a Satanist decided to sit right next to me and draw pictures of the moths from "The Silence Of The Lambs", oh and there was a rather gnarly police chase that passed by which we saw 15 minutes later with the fleeing car upside down and the cops shining their flashlights into the desert night
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Let's go on out and take a moped ride, and all your friends will thing your brain is fried, but you can't live your life too dirty, 'cause in the the end you're born to go 30