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A long bleak depressing bus journey, not to mention the bus stinks of McDonald's food and loud rowdy passengers take this bus with the odd couple who make out in the back of the bus.
The seats are usually covered in gum and snots
A guy named Sebastian had to take this bus home after being ghosted by his lifelong friend Aimee
Paul: Are you catching the 168 bus?
Jeremy: No I'm not, I'm getting a taxi thank god
Sean: I'm getting the 168
Adeel: Ouch, good luck sean
The metaphorical bus ridden by a group of people complaining about a particular thing or person (often a coworker).
Tonya: Did you hear about that nonsense Louisa pulled?
Janie: Girl, we were just talking about it. hop on the fuss bus and let’s go for a ride.
abobus is something koo is poo would say
koo is poo says abobus. abobus is a-bo-bus
Most devious cunt in all of bonny
The bus stop bandit stuck again
When a cat has a built in mustache.
This cat is a bu because they have a fine bu stache.
Limbus Company Bus Department is a department of Limbus Company, a small enigmatic company operating in the City, capitalizing on the fall of Patches of Violet, a flower field with iron lotuses, in the Wuthering Heights. They can cross dimensions, discovering Love Town which comes From A Place Of Love. Their objectives are to seek and recover the HamHamPangPang sandwiches, gather enkaphalin, establish String Theocracy, and ultimately fix the broken wings and fly between two worlds. It consists of thirteen autistic people, who definitely have some mental problems, designated as "Sinners". Their name is derived from their mode of transportation, the special bus, Mephistopheles. They hire Fixers to do work, and assign a rank to each of them, Color Fixers being the highest. In addition, they believe in fallen angels, having a religion called "Gone Angels". They believe we must feel the same sorrow as the fallen angels, ensuring that their service was not in vain, and believe this is their compass. The followers were called "Children of The City". Their wording was like a poem of a machine, their most used sentence being "In Hell, We Lament", and they had strict rules. After 960, They were heard no more.
Limbus Company Bus Department can gallop on with rocinante.
Limbus Company Bus Department's oddyssey has a purpose.
I need to prove my version of justice is more just than yours to Limbus Company Bus Department.
To become a fan of the band the grateful dead aka a “deadhead”
“When did you get on the bus?”
“What got you on the bus?”