It's 8:30 am on a very crowded MBTA subway car.
Goof: Excuse me.
Ho: Hmph. (Ignores.)
Goof: I'd like to sit there.
Ho: Excuse me?
Goof: I'd like to sit there. (Pantomimes a lame threat to sit on the seat occupied by the ho's huge Louis Vuitton bag.)
Ho: Ex-cy-use me! (Dramatically moves the bag, exuding pure hatred.)
Goof: (From his seat, gloating) Welcome to the T!
Ho: Your bref stinks.
Ho: Hmph. 'Welcome to the T. ' Your bref stinks. Shoot.
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I believe you. The scenario is even worse riding the T on the way to work when you are pregnant and queasy in the morning.
Julie for WOW!
im interested to know which line this was on.
sounds like the green to me.. either the d or c, which is fraught with hos.
At least no one called you a cracker.
good for him.