18.04.03 - Trains & Tunnels
The train to work in the mornings is usually no fun. Wait, I made one of those state-unders again - or whatever the crazy kids call them these days. No what I should have said is something like "I would have more fun scrapping my face off with a rusty banana" or something equally cliche.Yesterday however proved to be an exception. The man sitting in front of me;
was sound asleep. I mean he was in a deep coma probably as a result of an all night session of Magic the Gathering - Geek Edition (for geeks, as opposed to ... erm ...). This in itself is not very exciting and the beginning paragraph promised something more. Something more than not exciting. Possibly something exciting.
The exciting (or disturbing depending on how you were raised) thing was that he was having a wet dream.
On the train.
The woman in front of him looked rather uncomfortable about this. If you look below you can see her over trying to avoid even closed eye contact. I don't think she saw the funny side;
I won't describe his movements but suffice to say they were not, constricted. Also, he was babbling something about fairy spit, I'm not sure what that was about though.
Lesson? Don't fall asleep on public transport. Or I'll nick your wallet.
splinter "iz it coz I iz on da blue team?" khan