Of all the gin joints in all the world...
Here's a stumper.
Picture me, in a half-empty train car.
A woman gets on in Philadelphia.
Passing row upon empty row, she chooses the seat directly in front of me.
And reclines.
Why?
Picture me, in a half-empty train car.
A woman gets on in Philadelphia.
Passing row upon empty row, she chooses the seat directly in front of me.
And reclines.
Why?
posted by crumblord at 10:36 PM
3 Comments:
Sounds like you got yerself some of that there Charlie Brown Karma... also: Arrrrr.
A better question is: WHAT WAS SHE DOING IN PHILADELPHIA!?!?!
Hanuman stole my comment. But I was going to use the c-word.
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