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Friday, September 13, 2002
I defend the subway against slander as vehemently as I defend our tap water. But does the subway care about its champion? No. Instead it chooses to test me.
It was all downhill last night from the moment I watched the 6 train cruise into the 33rd Street station at 12:37am as I frantically jabbed my credit card into the slot of the beautifully designed but also apparently illiterate Metrocard vending machine what do you mean "Do you want to try again?" OF COURSE I WANT TO TRY AGAIN OH JESUS THERE GOES THE FUCKSUCK TRAIN and then I was like hey, what's that guy in that booth all about? So I slit my wrists with my expired card and blood sloshed into the tray as I bought a token. Apparently it was ladies' night on the Lexington line, and like all ladies' nights everywhere it pretty much involved ladies being drunk and stumbly and lost and etcetera. Three Irish students asked if I could recommend "annythin' foon ta doo in Flooshing, Quains?" I told them that I had heard it was fun to eat a dick in Flushing. A girl with a rolling airplane carry-on bag -- but no other luggage -- bizarrely demanded that I quiz her on her New York knowledge, and when she failed to name the ingredients of an egg cream, she narrowed her eyes and asked me if I was getting off at Astor Place. Like I was some kind of NYU Student. I told her that her airplane bag made her ass look fat. And that her face made her head look stupid. She got off at Astor Place. Then there was the chick who had just won a milk-chugging contest, who insisted that her record of a gallon in 2.5 minutes was untarnished by the fact that SHE WAS ALLOWED TO VOMIT DURING THE COMPETITION like what kind of bullshit is that? Was it being judged by schoolchildren? Well, anyway, her outfit was quite festive, with decorative, fragrant spots of many colors. The cherry on the sundae of my 2+ hrs subway ride was a series of highly creative service changes, which I think were actually stolen from a KGB torture manual designed to crush the will of Rambo. My fellow passengers brought the art of freestyle marathon swearing to a new heights, but I let it all wash over me like a soothing river of rat urine, because I love me my subway. 0 comments |
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