Invasion of the stinky Muni bus snatchers!

Muni’s rollout of new buses has infected the 47-Van Ness, you guys. Ready your emergency kits. New buses (and their new-bus smell) are coming for you and your loved ones!
Via Patrick.
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Muni’s rollout of new buses has infected the 47-Van Ness, you guys. Ready your emergency kits. New buses (and their new-bus smell) are coming for you and your loved ones!
Via Patrick.
“Get on the train. I don’t care what you smell!”
Leanne spotted this on what she thinks was an L at Powell Street Station:
I think the guy standing next to him is the owner, since he had a camera and might have been taking it on a shoot, but I love that he acted like it wasn’t his. Or maybe the owner was watching from afar. Pretty funny!
See, had it been me, I would’ve demanded everyone know.
We’ve seen this Chewbacca fella at a BART station, as the valiant Wookie with the heart of gold scared people into transit politeness. Just kidding, even Chewy can’t do that.

We’d sure like to see the rest of this ad panel that Mitchell sent our way.
“If ants don’t go away, use crab spiders.”
Salient advice, yo.
Via Twitter.

Says Anna:
“Someone at the SFSU M-line stop wanted to feed muni some pizza”
The crucial question here is: Is that a pesto or white pie, or did someone scrape all the tomatoey goodness off their pizza? Kids these days …
Via Twitter.

One chapter in the ongoing Muni saga is devoted entirely to haiku. Here’s Dave’s latest contribution:
Three 27s:
shiny silver splendorous
Market Street mirage.
Well done, Dave. If you’re in the mood for more 17-syllable shenanigans, check out the Muni Haiku showdown from late 2012.

We last visited Muni’s grazing goats in October 2012. Turns out they’re not purely nocturnal creatures.
Lindsey spotted these guys scarfing away at the Muni barn at Geary and Presidio. Just in case you wondered whether they were still around. Yes, they are still around.
NOM NOM NOM!