I'm in a funny old mood today. I hopped on the bus to work this morning and some cheeseball was sitting in the center back seat with his wingspan stretched across the back three seats and his hands against seats four and five, his knees splayed and his sunglasses on.
Yessir, you are clearly the King of All You Survey.
But 5 seats! MOTHER@#$%&@. And staring down the whole silly bus, like "Dare me to share".
I couldn't help it. I had to walk all the way back to the right, and sit down. So now, the back of the bus was for badass seat hogs AND girls in red polka-dot dresses.
5 seats! The bloody cheek.
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Where is my 
