Thursday, September 18, 2008
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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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Why is an old dude where his Mom's jeans? Shouldn't he be wearing sweat pants? Or a hospital gown?
What the hell! Girl oh hella no....VAJAYJAY
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