UPDATE:

i saw the lady who was adoring (see: drooling) the cute kitten… AND SHE HAD A KITTEN. so lady here with the pink bag was asking questions because this adorable two week old kitten would. not. shut. up. turns out some one at her work found the kitten and she taking it home in her purse. a small purse. a two hour ride back to noho… the way she was handling the kitten though… was kinda upsetting to me.

she has three cats already and her husband will not be pleased.

upon entering noho station, she had it wrapped in a towel under her chin. it was sleeping. that… was kinda cute…

about a month ago i woke up late. i get to rosa parks station and half of it is taped off, blood drops on the platform. some one got stuck pretty good and i missed it. not a fan of rosa parks station… always something silly goings on…

about a month ago i woke up late. i get to rosa parks station and half of it is taped off, blood drops on the platform. some one got stuck pretty good and i missed it. not a fan of rosa parks station… always something silly goings on…

this “lovely lady” was waiting on the blue the other day. i see her sometimes on the green line, so shes got about as much of a trek as i do. i was never really close to her to actually see how large she is. she sat in front of me and took up two seats. even if you were to sit next to her, you would have to sit on the edge.
before we got onto the blue, she was all about this adorable grey kitten this guy had. she asked questions and when she couldnt hear, shed say “HUH??” really loud. now im not one to pick on large folk for being large. but if youre fucking rude… game on. a few times it looked like she was grabbing for the kitten to eat it. she spent the entire time on her cell letting all the people on her contacts list know this was her new number. the few times i listened in, they didnt seem too thrilled.
she was all i could see. no matter where i looked, she was in my vision. i had to block her out with my hand, looking like i have a headache, which i did. id like to give a shout out to god for not making her smell. i get sad when i walk past a lady and she smells.

this “lovely lady” was waiting on the blue the other day. i see her sometimes on the green line, so shes got about as much of a trek as i do. i was never really close to her to actually see how large she is. she sat in front of me and took up two seats. even if you were to sit next to her, you would have to sit on the edge.

before we got onto the blue, she was all about this adorable grey kitten this guy had. she asked questions and when she couldnt hear, shed say “HUH??” really loud. now im not one to pick on large folk for being large. but if youre fucking rude… game on. a few times it looked like she was grabbing for the kitten to eat it. she spent the entire time on her cell letting all the people on her contacts list know this was her new number. the few times i listened in, they didnt seem too thrilled.

she was all i could see. no matter where i looked, she was in my vision. i had to block her out with my hand, looking like i have a headache, which i did. id like to give a shout out to god for not making her smell. i get sad when i walk past a lady and she smells.

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robot dinosaurs. do better bro

i took this a month or so ago waiting at 7th street metro centre. whats wrong you might ask? hes taking the whole bench up with his bike. i walked over thinking he would move it, but he was oblivious. oh look at me, my bike is more important than humanity. fuck your book and fuck the steelers*.



*i actually dont care about sport.

i took this a month or so ago waiting at 7th street metro centre. whats wrong you might ask? hes taking the whole bench up with his bike. i walked over thinking he would move it, but he was oblivious. oh look at me, my bike is more important than humanity. fuck your book and fuck the steelers*.

*i actually dont care about sport.

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Welcome to LA Metro Jackassery, a collection of pictures and stories on my LA Metro travels. I spend 4+ hours, 5 days a week on Metro getting to work. Usually I am half asleep or day dreaming, but every so often I come across some straight buuuuuullshiiiiit. Enjoy! http://www.metro.net/

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