If you're spending your time reading reviews of Glasgow's subway stations, then you're in for a treat - I've got all the facts about Bridge Street Station, and I'm not afraid to throw them at you.
Bridge Street Station emerged from the ground in the late 1600's, beginning as a gelatinous blob of fag-ash, debris and workie's mucus, before forming the station that we know and love today. The tunnel system was very conveniently in place prior to the station, as they were formed by tribes of large carnivorous, burrowing horses (now extinct). At this time, the underground system terminated at St. Enoch, but following the discovery of the burrows, engineering contractors bashed a few walls in and created the classic 'loop' that is now the Clockwork Orange.
the late Robert Burns wrote of Bridge Street Station, following a series of visits to the Green City: 'Twis all 'cross th' shining back o' the great Clyde, th' Brygg frae South tae Centre - But wan sicht Iye did pass mine eye, wythe nae scanty glance, but fyxed thus, wis th' wee station, wythe which my heart did fyll' [citation needed]. Billy Connelly is said to have used it once, in 1983, by mistake.
In 1991, the station housed an array of exotic animals, and in 1994 it was fitted out with a large, sprawling aquarium. However, this was discontinued after locals reportedly broke the displays and stole the animals therein, selling them to the shitey little pet shop at the Barras, or eating them.
Today it sits peacefully at the edge of Tradeston (see: Anus of the South Side), nestled between two fag receptacles. In front are some road works, and across the street is the famous Laurieston - a pub that defies science by still existing in this day and age. They say on a good night, if the air is just right, you can smell the urinal cakes right up to Queen's Park.
I myself have used it about twice. Once, when I was blind drunk, and again when I was suffering from a stress-fueled panic attack. I had my eyes fixed firmly on the floor the last time, so didn't get a good look at it, but if you close your eyes and think of five shades of brown - you're there. read more