There's just some stuff you don't do on the train. and a jam pack/elbow to elbow/ rush hour. 86 degree day train AT THAT! While riding the train to work today and waiting four stops before I am able to get a seat. Looking aimlessly I see a Hispanic couple making out. I have to mention that they are Hispanic because if you are from NYC like I am then you know that they love public display of affection (this maybe a stereotype but who cares) So here you have a girl and a boy, young enough to not care but old enough to know the better, just a kissing away. awwwww that's cute. but then Mamacita starts to put her hands in this man pants. Nibble on his ear. I turn a way like.
WHOA WTF! this is a train. there are children on this. Fuck that! I'm on this. I didn't sign up for no afternoon porno. What's going on. She just kept caressing, and a 'jerking'. I was soo disgusted. She thought she was low. but I def peeped it. Ohhh how I wish that fat grease ball next to me would scoot over so I can take out my novel and read it. But what took the cake was eventually she stopped. When I looked towards the door (that's where they were positioned) I see that she is grabbing the pole with the same hand she fondled her man with!!!!!
YESSSSSSSSS. this herpes filled penis dick beaters is holding the pole. That most of us use to balance ourselves on the train. or lean against. or touch when exiting the train.
GROOOOOSSSSS! I shooked my head in disbelief. Like man am I really payin $2.50 to ride the train and contact Herpes? am I really giving up weekend drinks with my home girls to buy a 100 dollar plus metrocard to touch dick sweat? I was glad that I noticed this and I could touch another pole. But then I thought what about the ones I don't know about?
hmmmmmm.... HONESTLY!! what about the nose pickers, the coochie scratchers and dick adjusters? the ear wax flingers? paranoid? NO! precautions? YES! for got sake I do bite my nails....(after today I am def stopping!). let's just say I currently plan on walking a whole lot in the next few months. So finally at my destination. I decide to throw this disgusting couple a dirty look for their dirty acts. and I peeped that Papi had Two Crosses hanging from his bag. hmmm..... catholic? christian (protestant/baptist)? hmmmm I don't know! but it was a damn sure good day to be Muslim.
Stay Sweet and Away from poles....
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