One of the few nice things about the Tube is that passengers very kindly leave their newspapers behind when they get off. So what if the carriages look like post-apocalyptic disaster zones filled with litter? It gives you something to occupy your time [even though it might just be The Sun and its trashy Page 3 girls] and allows you to be legitimately anti-social to your fellow passengers and pretend they don't exist.
Reading a discarded Metro [free commuter paper with similar journalistic standards as Streats and Today, which isn't saying much] on the way to work, I got the latest breaking news: Today is National Foreplay Day and tomorrow is National Orgasm Day. And the day after is National Faking It Day. [I just made that last bit up.]
Wednesday, July 30
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