Jul 27, 2005 10:51
Listen honey, I paid $2.00 for this ride, you paid $2.00 for this ride, your giant fucking purse, however, didn't pay shit. This means that when I sit on the corner of the seat next to you, you should move said giant fucking purse onto your lap because my ass is not small. This also means that when you don't move your giant fucking purse and I politely say "Excuse me, could you please?" you should just move the giant fucking purse and not shoot me the evil look of death, especially when I very sweetly say "Thank you."
Lest you think I am in a foul mood today, I should assure you that I am not. I am in quite a lovely mood actually. Had I been in a foul mood I would have shot her an evil look back and accidentally tripped her when she walked past me to get off the train, but as it is I just kept my nose buried in my book [Christopher Moore - Coyote Blue, the last one until The Stupidest Angel comes out in paperback :(]. I had a great time last night singing karaoke with my boys and getting pleasantly tipsy, Big Josh called to confirm his trip to NYC this weekend, and this morning a man drinking a Snapple on Lorimer Street proposed marriage to me as I descended into the subway because he said I was the most gorgeous thing he's ever seen. So far it's a good day.
[EDIT] Oh yeah, one more thing! It's Wednesday and that means Wednesday One-Liners from Overheard in New York!!!! :D
subway bitch