I was starving after work tonight and jumped off the subway at Yonge St. to grab a hot dog, thinking I'll take the Blue Light Special bus down Bloor the rest of the way west.

The cussin' bus passenger (not exactly as illustrated)Everything was going to plan. However, while approaching Spadina, some street guy, who bore a strong resemblance to the Reverend Jim character of Taxi (Wow: Did I just date myself or what?! :) ), was cussin' up a storm in the back.

"Excuse me!" the driver said on the intercom. "There's ladies on this bus. If you want to use that kind of language, you'll have to get off."

Then, with an ominous edge, he said: "I only give one warning."

"I'm sorry, sir," the guy babbled.

"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to the ladies," was the driver's curt reply.

"I'm sorry," the guy says to the bus. "I wouldn't have done it except my little brother is with me."

There was a pregnant pause.

"Well, I guess I can't blame him either."