So I saw this person on the T platform.
Nope. Other one.
And I watched him a.) Pour the contents of a can into a Poland Springs water bottle, b.) Possibly pour the contents of his bladder in the aforementioned can, c.) Make a horrible error in aim and spill some of his aforemention contents of either the can or bladder on his sketchy backpack, d.) Toss (full?) can onto the third rail, e.) Toss full Poland Springs bottle of what I actually think was Sparks into his (piss-covered?) backpack, then f.) board the incoming train.
Got that?
That’s all the news I have for today. In other parts of the e-world, Dooce is knocked up (if that is in fact HER peestick), and tomorrow marks the annual release of Beaujolais Nouveau. And, in honor, Sarah and I will attend the Boston Wine School “Sip, Meet & Mingle!” party. Come join us.
* Seriously OMGWTFLOL? Pee on the T, Pee on a Stick, Lots ‘o wine will make you….
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I don’t even have to hear the story…I can just see “Downtown Crossing” and then sort of assume the rest…
Holy crap…you know, I almost blogged about Monday morning. State Street, Orange line and the smell on the platform didn’t leave my nose for what seemed like hours…..it was horrific….and it was related to your issue here.
I do love me some “peenot grigio”
ba dum dum!
YUCK.
I love how the guy is standing there like “Yeah, I just pissed in a can and threw it on the ground, WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT? You know, besides be super grossed out.”
umm yeah…come walk down around the eastside of Downtown Vancouver….it’s not nearly as discrete as peeing in a can.
And has anyone else thought it wierd Dooce put the pee stick on chuck’s nose…poor pooch.