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August 29, 2012


One of the women on the bus left to change her clothes and freshen up. When she came back, her busmates didn't recognize her.
Soon, there was word of a missing passenger. The woman didn't recognize the description of herself, and joined in the search

(Thanks to Chuck Cody)


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Is that like the scene in Big where Tom Hanks sees his own picture on the milk carton?

Drunken tourists wandering around wouldn't be a problem in Chicago.

I went on a trip to find myself once. It didn't work. I still walk around lost half the time.

First they have Ram Groping, now this. What's the matter with Iceland?

"Well, say! I doesn't have to find myself! I's right here!"
Vaughn Bode.

The question remains did she find herself or not?

Exitential search & rescue: More French than Icelandic.

Sounds like somthing Woody Allen would organize.

Existential for you philosophical sticklers.

I don't know that I would recognize myself, either, depending on who is doing the describing. I see myself one way, luckily, my beloved sees me another - some stranger might not be so kind, and describe me altogether differently ! I have to say, though, I would probably put 2 + 2 together, based on the clothing described - but maybe not - depending how long I had been traveling on a bus through Iceland.

i agree with the existentialism.

Did any of the rocket scientists on the bus think of calling out her name?

Lost Benny Hill Show episode.

Are you sure this was not in Flathead County?

Densa hosts bus tours? Who knew?

The Existential Tourist

"No matter where you go, there you are."
--Buckaroo Banzai

"I talkin' to ME?!?"

Icelandic Taxi Driver

Now, you, too, can attend your own funeral. Without all that messy dying business.
Just change your clothes.

Cindy, this is Iceland. By the time they would finish calling out "Is Brunhilde daughter of Olaf who slew the great dragon, cousin to Eric son of Leif who boldly trod upon...," they could have searched the entire island.

The blind leading the dumb.

In all fairness to the lady in question I find myself quite frequently looking into a mirror and wondering how the hell Rodney Dangerfield got in my bathroom.

Good one Elon! I guess you don't see a lot of women named Kathy or Debbie in Iceland.

No, Debbie doesn't do Iceland.

This story would have been so much easier to understand if it had taken place in Sweden, if you know what I mean ;^)

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