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a somewhat snarky, sometimes cranky, borderline stalker-y view of the world from my seat on the bus. No offense meant to anyone.. all of these stories are just made up. I really know nothing about you. And I care even less. I love watching the urbanites as they do their daily dance along the train tracks and bus routes...They make me happy. And sleepy.
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O. M. G. Tacky!
creeepy! you know she is embarrassed to use that thing but doesnt want to hurt her dumb kids feelings.
Holy Shit! That's Creepy! And I was reading about Zombie porn last night...I KNOW creepy!
that's not a purse, it's a spare head for her kid. You can never be too prepared.
Oh my God! I just spit a mouthful of whiskey on my keyboard, that is hysterical!
I can't even know what to say! Someone had fun at Kinkos!
well, at least if he goes missing go without the milk cartons.
well, at least if he goes missing go without the milk cartons.
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