wonderbread

I hate getting on the train in the morning and the guy with the nasty as F dreds sits right in front of me and he smells like piss and other unmentionables. Then he starts playing w/ them and the seem to always come close to me. Then usually at the next stop the old guy with the red sores on his hands sits next to me and scratches them till I can see dead skin flaking in the morning sun flying all over the place and I know that stuff is just going right up my nose along with old stinky heads hair smell. It seems no matter what train I am on or what seat I sit in they both are there. It is as if the both have this plan that they will find me and sit all around me. I could get up by the train is so crowded its almost impossible to move around.

Stuff it you skank.