
I think maybe ... hot?
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.
But please don't do it on the red line.
Anyone who knows me knows that I love the redheads. The carrot crotch. The burning bush. The fire in the hole. Big Red. Ginger. Ruddy. RED white and HOOOWEEEE!!!
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