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...that you could just kiss the super hot guy who is jammed up against you..
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.
2 comments:
Amen. Happens to me a LOT.
You can also do a nose hair check.
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