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Dear Disgusting Man on the M15 Bus,

It was with the utmost reluctance that I sat down near you at the back of a bendy-bus this evening. Only the fact that the bus was full and I was tired made me do it. The smell of alcohol was coming off you in waves.

Your paranoid rantings increased in volume as the bus inched through the traffic on Second Avenue. I attempted to ignore them.

What I could not ignore, however, was when I glanced over and saw that you had TAKEN YOUR DICK OUT and had started to PISS on the bus floor. That was an image I truly did not need.

Yes, I was the (first) passenger to grass on you to the driver, causing her to phone her supervisor. This is why all the other passengers left the back of the bus and the driver advised all passengers to be careful in the rear. This is why we were stopped for an unusually long amount of time at 13th St.

Sadly, I departed the bus at 3rd St. I was not present for the arrival of the Transit Police.

In future, if the urge to urinate comes on, please leave the bus first, rather than exposing yourself to the passengers.

Thank you,
Disgusted Passenger.