Yeah, I got egged on the bus the other day. It was a party...really. Ok, technically, I wasnt egged, the window behind the absurdly obese, annoyingly smelly guy who was sitting half next to me and half on my lap got egged. Part of me kind of wished that the guy actually got egged instead of the window. That way, he'd at least (theoretically) take a
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