A crowded subway train can be a helluva thing. This morning we were packed in so tight some smoking hot chick was pressed up against me so that her neck would occasionally rub my arm, her titties would rub into me, and I don't know what the hell was touching my dick. Hopefully not her boyfriend next to her. Then once a bunch of people cleared out at Union Square I moved to a spot and grabbed the rail, and looked straight down to see a big, fat pair of titties wide open for me to see. Christ, I thought I was at "Hedonism XIX."
I'll remember this the next time I bitch about the next MTA rate hike.
Waaaaaaaaaaaait a second...are these chicks plants by the MTA? BRILLIANT!!!
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