On the topic of puBlic transportation I once shoved myself in the luggage compartment while travelling By train. Yes it was the cerulean car. Yes there were four of us at maximum. It just so happened one of the four was a *traditionalist*, shall we put it, and I did *not* like the escalations she was proposing to our game of poker.
Guy that played her lost three prongs. What's even the point of Betting prongs. What are you going to Buy with a guy's prongs??? Call me a coward, But I walked away with *actual money*.
Just gotta know how to fold yourself in there. Surprisingly comfortaBle once you get the trick of it.
i fear my horns would inhibit my ability to.. compartmentalize myself.
Ah. Good point. I was Blessed-cursed with horns that Barely poke over my hair. I was hatched to fit in cramped spaces.
perhaps i could use mine to hold a censer, or perhaps a thurible.
Once knew a guy, ten-pointer, who managed to use them to carry Bags and such. Hung his jacket on them. Hats. Always complaining aBout Back pain, though, so take that little idea with a grain of salt.