So, imagine being a bus driver who has a route through a city with 20 stops, and there are people waiting to get on it in each one, and after the final stop, the bus goes on to a brighter future (another city or whatever). However, since you're a shitty driver and have some issues you can't even explain to others, instead of letting people in, you just hang out of the window and highfive the potential passengers as you pass the stops. And the trip is pretty much for nothing. That's the end of the metaphor.
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A few hours later, I stepped outside to have a cigarette and discovered the plastic skeleton sitting in a chair on our front lawn. It was wearing my only suit, had one leg crossed over the other, and was holding a glass of red wine. (Source)
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A few hours later, I stepped outside to have a cigarette and discovered the plastic skeleton sitting in a chair on our front lawn. It was wearing my only suit, had one leg crossed over the other, and was holding a glass of red wine. (Source)
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