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Monday, February 26, 2007

Overheard on the train...

I'm standing on the crowded train, trying to ignore the slurping, squishy noises from the young couple (late teens, possibly early 20's) sucking face in the corner nearby. The train comes to a stop and an announcement is made, stating that there would be a slight delay. Nearby I hear the young man saying to his paramour...

"What does delay mean? Does that mean, like, late?"

1 comment:

  1. Stupid Tom Delay. Now he's making trains run late, too.



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