So I'm heading via 3:30 am Greyhound to Boston from NYC with my girlfriend, when I hear someone in the line calling my name. It's this dude, friend of mine from high school I haven't seen in about 5 years, so we chat for a bit and I introduce him to my girlfriend. Unfortunately, he's been on the bus since San Francisco, and hasn't showered in all that time. Doubly unfortunately he sits next to us on the bus. Doesn't bother me, since I've got a stuffy nose (and at this point am quite ready to crash, which I promptly do) but the combination of him and the dude behind us who takes of his socks and shoes and leaves his rancid feet in the aisles kinda bothers my girlfriend, for some reason.
Moral of the story: take the flight, cheapskate. Except that doesn't work in this case because Logan Airport in Boston was under a foot of snow at the time.
New Moral: Don't make friends with people who look like, a few years down the line, they could smell bad.
Christmas-themed Moral: buy her something nice.
Moral for the practically minded: When taking a bus in the ass-early hours of the morn', be sure not to sleep ahead of time. And don't eat that candy, young man, you're gonig to ruin your appetite.