Today, I took a minicab from the office to the Tower of London. Here is what I was thinking.

[TheMightyFavog]

Ahhh, a minivan.

There's something you don't see in the States, a minivan with a stick shift.

The cobblestones in front of our building makes for a bumpy ride.

Oh, shit acceleration!

Shit, shit we're on the... Oh, wait this is Britian... Never mind.

Yikes!

Shit Tight squeeze, tight squeeze!

Yikes!

Gahhhh!

Nooooo!!!

If I were driving, we would have crashed a long time ago.

Short stop, short stop! Oof!

Hold on to the bloody handle!

Oh, no, oh no!

Shit. We're going to be crushed to death by a London bus. And not a proper double-decker bus, a bloody bendy bus!

We made it through without a scratch? Right, I'm goting to start attending church on Sunday.

Hard curve, hard curve!

Accelerattion, bloody hell!

Oof! another short stop.

I notice my boss hasn't even flinched once. Shes just sitting there so calmly.

Help, help, help!

Oh, bloody helllllllllllllp!

Help me Abrahamic God, help me, Pelor, Help me, Glittergold, Help me, Groomsh, Help me, Corellan! Help me, Dave Lister, Help me, Cloister the Stupid, Help me, Chuck Norris, Help me, Mel Brooks, Help me, Emporer of Humanity!!!!!!

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Hang on, hang on, hang on!

We're here! Thank God! I'm glad We're taking the Tube back.

[AggieGal]

1. I feel your pain

Had the same experience on a bus in Italy. We made the mistake of sitting in the front for the full view of everything. A native joked "How can you tell who is a good driver in Italy? Their car has scratches, not dents." I was really hoping at that point that our bus driver was "good."