Mom and the #17 Bus Gang


`My mother has a car. A 2007 Toyota Camry to be exact. Candy Apple Red…NICE! She doesn’t drive it though. Go ahead and credit that to the screwed up economy and gas prices being REE DICK YOU LUSS!! We live in NY and I’m sure most of these Northern states were hit hardest by the price gouging everyone experienced. Well, my mother decided to start busing it. She began way back in the summer and hasn’t started driving again quite yet, even with the prices for gas returning to normal level.

`Perhaps its the gang…yea, the gang. She’d been talking about her “peeps” for a minute. A motley crew of sorts that add up to some funny stories. Some dude name Kyle who has a psycho for a girlfriend (so everyone’s been told) who tends to let her beat his ass at home, but he’s bus-thugging it when he’s with the gang. Cussing out of control only allowing my mother to censor him. (She’s an ordained minister). Then we have “Caint Do Right” not to be confused with one of our 360’ers “Kain’t GET Right” *Shout outs to Jazz*. Now they call her “Caint Do Right” because she’s supposedly the WHORE of the crew. Looking for cat daddies to handle her bizness. Too funny. My mom claims she’s the leader…and I’m tempted to believe her. She says they “fight” over her and where she’ll sit. “No, over here…” “Why she gotta sit next to you? She don’t wanna sit there”.

`I was crying laughing at this shit. I was like, is this what happens when you get over 50? You join rogue bus gangs and talk smack in the front of the bus? The highlight of the day is when you get on the bus in the morning and afternoons? The hell? You become the den mother to a bunch of misfits on a bus in need of some attention? Or perhaps…being that she’s a minister…this is God’s way of helping her help others. A traveling “special-in-a-yellow-bus-kinda-way” angel. Sent to make an impression in some everyday folks’ lives. Journeying on the #17 bus everyday, squished between folks, dispensing the Gospel under the guise of a ring leader for the Notorious Bus Riders from Peekskill.

*throwing up a P* PEEEEEK-SKEEEYILLLLL