Sunday, February 06, 2011

two fisted tales of late night commuting

"so listen, the most fucked up thing just happened to me. I heard a sound that sounded like my blackberry going off.

telling me I had a text message.

and I looked in my pockets to find I didn't have it.

and then I found it four rows behind me where I was sitting a couple minutes ago.

yeah I know, I was totally panicking. "

guy if this is what passes for drama for you, perhaps you need to liven up yourself.

—the bastard

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