Commuter Contempt

It’s starting to get cold  out there folks. Snow has fallen, nipples are getting harder every day, and I’m putting on my gloves like a motherfucking hitman, EVERY single time.

There’s something so empowering about making a fist while wearing leather gloves. Nobody can fuck with you. It’s you against the world. And you’re winning every time. And not to mention the germ factor either. You can grab doorknobs at random, hold on to the escalator handle, punch in your pin at the ATM, and not give one shit. I don’t care if I’ll be feeling like the air is going through my pants in 3 months, fuck it, I get to wear gloves bitches!