F Train Flatulence
Man it completely irks me when the train gets jammed pack. It’s so crammed I am pressed against the corner wall of the train. I can’t move in here. Oh man, someone in this car just farted. I think it’s this old lady in front of me. Look at her smile, acting all nonchalant, playing it off like it’s not her. I can tell it’s you lady. The fume is strongly exuding off your skin. Oh God, I can taste it in my coffee *cringe* >=/
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- Published:
- 5.15.08 / 12pm
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