For the Love of Christ

People with cell phones in crowded places (say, a Chinatown Bus packed to the gils): when your fucking cell phone goes off blaring out “My Humps”, your immediate job is to shut the fucking ringer off - NOT to hold the phone up and stare at the number or name showing up on your display and then debate whether or not to answer it or not, all while we are fucking pounded with Fergie. Shut the goddam ringer off; even hang up quickly if you must and then call back and speak QUIETLY!! Fucking hell. Before I lay my jacket over my lap and rub one out somewhere between Baltimore and New Castle I don't fucking take my dick out and wave it around to everybody, do I? aaaaaaaaarrrrghhh!!!!!!