When I had an undercooked meatball the other day I knew I was in trouble..the problem was that what I thought would be a bad night actually was a bad morning. I'm on the bus and all of a sudden it feels like a tsunami building in my stomach.. I rush over to the closest bathroom at the terrible Port Authority, drop down and plant my ass on a piss covered seat. Considering everything I actually felt like I came out mostly unscathed.. well that is to say I was unscathed.. my poor boxers looked like they came right out of Alien.
threw them in a corner and kept on walking.. I'm sure that the Port Authority cleaning crew will just blame some homeless guy..
serves them right for all leeching he and his 47% brethren do
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