Oscar Wilde: 'Do you mind if I smoke?'
Sarah Bernhardt: 'I don't care if you burn'
due to the poorness that is me, i was taking the intercity bus system again (thats what you get for living in farm country). i decided to buy something warm to drink while i waited in the cold for the bus to arrive. i decided on a peppermint hot chocolate, it came highly recommended by purple viper. thanks purple d^_^b. so as i was waiting and sipping my warm minty drink in my satisfied delight, when the dude beside me decides to do the unforgivable... everytime i took a sip of my super smooth Starbucks Peppermint Hot Chocolate(C) he would spit! sometimes he would hork but other times it would just come out naturally and splat on the ground. honestly, the volume of natural lube this guy was able to produce was astounding and made me wonder how much practice he did in his special alone time *rolls eyes*. the volume was equal to my venti drink. as i so often feel like doing, i wanted to vomit.
the only logical course of action against smokers is edging away slowly from them, i thought that if i could get far enough away his sickening habit would not be heard and therefore not visuallized in my mind's sky. oh no, not so easy... i was just too niave. to my horror he edged with me, my mouth ironically dried as i cursed the stupid line mannerisms that have been engrained within us by society! moving with the line as it moves is a horrible idea when strictly followed, he should have stayed like the disgusting cigarette-smoking-saliva-producing dog he is. stay boy, stay!
