You guys, there's a bearded lady who rides my bus. A frickin BEARDED LADY. Every morning. I'm talking a foot-long, wispy, white Pai Mei beard. I try not to stare but end up concentrating so hard on not looking that my not looking is just as blatant and rude as staring would be. I cringe at the though of her sitting next to me. I'm sure the poor woman suffers from some sort of endocrine disorder or something, and I should feel sorry for her, and I do, but seriously, lady, trim that shit!