People Fucking On the Bus

Not many people read this blog. In fact, I'm pretty sure the only people who read this thing on a daily basis either slept with me back in the 90s when I played saxophone for Hoobastank, or share a cubicle with me.

I did experience a slight jump in readership last week when I posted my hard-hitting expose on the Chinatown Bus racket, "I Expose Myself to a Bus Full of People."

This biting piece of fierce journalism burned up the pages of Wonkette as well as the Washington Post's Express.com. Yup, I'm gonna get a book deal any day now. Or at least an Editor's position at Time.com.

In the mean time, I'll just amuse myself by checking out the referral page on POP POP BANG's sitemeter. Did you know someone found POP POP BANG because they searched for "people fucking on the bus"?

That's really something, isn't it? I've learned that not only do some people actually use MSN Search, but that bus sex really interests the masses. And by masses, I mean one lonely guy in Alberta, Canada.

Way to go, bus sex guy! I hope you return.