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Busarre: Bizarre Bus Tales

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Introduction

Welcome to Busarre, where the strange and quirky tales of public transport come alive! In these tales, passengers bring on not just themselves but strong odours and smoke that leave me—the driver—feeling the odd side effects of a "contact high." Whether it’s an impromptu disco or a time-traveling tortoise, I’m just along for the ride, trying to keep my wits about me!

Featured Tales

1. The Singing Passenger and the Disco Inferno

Teaser: On a quiet evening, a passenger boards with a cloud of sweet-smelling smoke and suddenly turns the bus into a disco. I’m left gripping the wheel, caught in a “contact high” as flashing lights and dance-offs break out.

Overview:
It was a calm night until the door opened, and in walked a man with a sequined jacket and a trail of smoke that hit me before he even spoke. Next thing I knew, the bus had transformed into a disco! Passengers were boogieing in the aisles, and I found myself caught in the glow of flashing lights and loud beats. I might’ve just been driving the 43, but for a moment, it felt like I was DJing at a club—just trying to steer through the madness. By the last stop, the party faded with the passengers, and I was left wondering what had just happened.

2. The Time-Traveling Tortoise

Teaser: On a late-night shift, a mysterious passenger surrounded by plumes of strange-smelling smoke boards the bus, claiming to be a time-travelling tortoise. The "contact high" had me wondering if I’d driven into another dimension!

Overview:
It was late, and the bus was empty—until a small tortoise, complete with a top hat and monocle, climbed aboard. As a wave of smoke and a strong scent hit me, the tortoise declared himself a time traveller. Soon, the bus felt like it was zipping through neon-coloured landscapes, flying past futuristic cities and strange, floating objects. Just as quickly, the ride was over, and the tortoise was gone, leaving me questioning whether we’d truly traveled through time or if it was just the "contact high" messing with my mind!

Join the Busarre Ride!

Do you have a wild bus tale of your own? Maybe you’ve encountered passengers who bring a bit of their own creative flair (and a little lingering smoke) with them. Share your experience and become part of the Busarre community!

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