Originally Posted by kane

I grew up in a small, rural town that had a lot of immigrant workers so those buses were everywhere. My buddy called them the Farm Express. When I was in high school I worked at this little convenience store that had a fry deli in it. Every afternoon the farm buses would stop at the store and the workers would pile out. They would all buy Budweiser, and either chicken or burritos, and some kind of chips. Those that smoked all smoked Marlboro reds.

It's funny, I didn't know most of their names, but I can still remember the guy who always wore the blue Chevy hat would order the same thing every day: 2 pollo, 1 rojo, and 2 salsa and he would get a 40 of Bud.