Friday, 4 April 2008

#0101. THE WAY THE MAN WHO SAT NEXT TO ME ON THE TRAIN LAST NIGHT ATE HIS PEANUTS.

Now, either: A) I've become so pathologically crabby that right now the only way I could conceivably make it through an entire day without wishing death on another human would involve me wearing two eyepatches, a pair of earplugs and a bodysuit made of solid lead. Or: B) This man really does have the most aggravating peanut-eating action in the history of humankind.

I'll let you decide...

(Wait for it... wait for it... wait for it... Boom! There it is.)

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