Yesterday, I was riding the bus home from work, and one fellow came on and began to harass a young doctor. The weirdo looked like he was on something, and told the young doctor to “do it because you love it, not because of the money.” Sound advice, especially after he announced to everyone that “I’ve been part of a lot of petri dishes. See, I’m a cyborg (do you know what a cyborg is?), and they’re gonna clone me. They’re gonna send us to fight the enemies… of the righteous people!”
Whoa, even cyborgs have to ride the bus?!
Even sadder, he then told the lady next to him that “my gold-digging wife stole all my jewelry and my CDs.” Damn, being a cyborg is not all it’s cracked up to be!
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