1. Someone whose infernal tweeting literally robs you of all your energy and patience.
2. Someone who uses up all your friendship points by over tweeting bullshit all day. See also twidiot.
Exasperated Gasp: Thats it, {insert name here} is getting blocked off my twitter. These tweets are sucking the life outta me. Efiin twitubus!
Isnt this dude at work? Why did I add him to my twitter? Ive never seen a grown dude tweet like a 13 year old girl. Twit-u-bus all day.
An entity fueled by rage and hate. It travels in a large, metal, tube, and gets extreme road rage. It periodically threatens to crash into cars that are using the breakdown lane. Never get inside the tube.
Uh-oh! I'm being killed by The Bus Driver!
-greasy ginger dreadlocks
-defo has nits
-cheats on noah whittingham
-shit at nails
-reeks
-space rader looking
-wonky nose
-blob
"he said he likes gingers so i dyed my skin!" - No7 bus basher (ava harper)
There is no real definition, it's just to see how people react to the word and question what it means to have bus driver hands
You have Bus Driver Hands. How do you feel about that?
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.