Today, the red line was wicked packed and this weird dude was breathing on the back of my neck. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!
That is all. The End.
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3 comments:
I hate that shit. I don't miss riding the train or bus when I hear stories like this.
Also, at least he didn't REST HIS PENIS ON YOU. Didn't that happen to you Miss AJWP? ALSO NO.
Nah, AJWP has had her butt squeezed and her breast grabbed. No penis resting here. Also, NO to the bad behavior on the T. UnASSeptable.
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