So you may have already read my badhap under "I can't believe how drunk I was" -
So I’m the only one on this night bus as we head back towards London and this guy gets on and sits right opposite me. No less than 30 seconds later, he touches my leg and I say “fark off!”... Let me point out now that I am a straight male. Then he starts talking in some foreign language to me and i tell the dickface to speak English... He says he’s from Palestine. Then after about 1 minute, he says to me in his Borat accent – “Are you a bisexual?”... And I said Fark No! Then as I go to get off the bus in Hammersmith, the farker goes “where are you going? You come back to my place” – GROSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE THE NIGHT BUSES AND MEN!