A county transit bus is stopped at a corner, maybe letting someone on, waiting for the light to change. I pull into the left-turn lane, and stop just a little ahead of it. Several seconds later, the bus honks. I ignore it, because... why would he be honking at me? He pulls forward a foot or so and honks again. I look up at the bus driver, and he's looking at me, gesturing forcefully.... holding up and pointing.... at.... his Tactical Bail Out Bag.

My friends, the TBOB is more than just a Modern Buddy thing, more than a scooter thing, and even more than a motorbike thing. It is a fraternity that transcends the number of wheels on your ride! We are a family of law-enforcement officers, scooterists, mercenary survivalists, ... and bus drivers! We can overcome our different lifestyles, our different choices of protective gear, our different views on both the Second and Fourth Amendments, even our different modes of transportation, and agree that this is One Good Bag.
We should have a special wave or something.