Wow, your trains suck ass!! In the nicest possible way of course.
I thought ours were bad but they are just occasionally late. They are heavily subsidised by the govt but are still paragons of virtue compared to the sound of yours!
Wow, your trains suck ass!! In the nicest possible way of course.
I thought ours were bad but they are just occasionally late. They are heavily subsidised by the govt but are still paragons of virtue compared to the sound of yours!
They're not all bad. If you want to be squished between sweaty bodies, get your shoes stepped on a hundred times and get shouldered every which way all before you go to work then... Oh wait, huh... Hmm... I guess it beats traffic. That is, unless the train stops working and you're forced to walk on the train tracks. I'm really trying my best to think of a redeeming factor here, dude.
While I'm at it, allow me to regale you with a happy memory of the MRT. I got off early from work one time (it's rare because I'm usually late) so I wanted to go out and make a night of it. So, I boarded the train and, as always, was teleported to a scene that resembles the state of sardines being canned. You see, I had been waiting for an hour in line, so I didn't want to miss yet another train. Thankfully, I was able to slot myself in, with some space to spare. Sure, everyone was face to face, but there was still room to breathe.
Then, in came a rather hefty fellow. At that point, not even a person half my size could fit in comfortably, but here was a fellow more than twice my size squirming inside the train.
"Come on, guys," his face seemed to scream. "We can do this! Just squeeze in a little more."
I was the one he was directly shoving, so I tried to stand my ground. My experience with trains had forced me to bulk up, and I was the fittest I have ever been but I couldn't hold my ground. Suddenly, the arm of the person in front of me stretched out and grabbed hold of the hefty man's neck. By grab hold, I mean strangled. And by strangled, I mean with the intent to injure and not in a BDSM way.
The muscular fellow threatened the bulky intruder to continue stepping inside. If I remember correctly, he even dared him. A hush fell over the cabin, and I was left stunned in the middle of the whole mess. In the end, the hefty fellow retreated and everyone had more room to breathe. I went back to my condo, stripped naked, bathed multiple times and curled up in my bed.
Whew! This was even longer than my post!! Hahaha! I left this story out of it, but I wanted to share it with you, dude. I hope people have the good mind to vote on it like they would do to a post haha!
My word, that is a post in itself!
I would have done exactly the same dude. I might not have came back out for several days. I am glad we don't really have the sardine can thing going on here in Scotland. People are too prickly I think. There would be a mad fight every time!!
A bonus for the Boomdawg himself!
I think the scarcity of trains force people here forces people to not care about getting packed in. It wouldn't have affected me so much, had my face not been breathing distance of that muscular guy. He looked at me like I was next haha!
One of my real hate sis when you are in a crammed situation though and you end up breathing in someones hot breath. OMG its awful
It's funny how something that could be so sensual could be so horrifying at the same time haha!
You are absolutely correct!!!
I know you are but what am I!?
Was I? But when?