Monday, 23 April 2012

My train towards work is a two coach slow train, a little country train and people that get on all know each other like a small family not me of course I have my head in a book or paper, watching all.
A Ticket Collector came out of his cab "Tickets please" so he was amazed for some reason when someone wanted to buy one. Now I had a smile on my face already as apart from the legs flying up this guy walked like John Cleese and spoke just like him.
Anyhow a guy wanted a single ticket so the ticket guy advised £2.70 please, guy brought out a twenty pound note which got the Ticket Collector swearing under his breath, then pen in hand he slammed it into his shirts top pocket and ripped it lol at this point I am crying with laughter.
After he finishes dealing with this he goes to another guy that then brings out another twenty pound, the ticket guy gets his machine chucks it down the train goes red goes and picks it up, then starts walking in a small circle making me laugh harder as well as others.
At this point men smash through the windows making everyone jump grabbing the scared ticket guy putting a strait-jacket on him and then a long piece of rope! one signals to a helicoptor which I only just hear ,all holding on. all disapear and the train is a little cold due to the wind.
This is nearly a true story!!

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