Commuter Contempt

Hey fat ass fucknuts over there, do you really need to bring food on the public train??  No no.  I’m not talking about a nice little neat PB&J, I’m fucking talking about chicken curry, pizza or anything that smells either really fucking good OR horrendously awful.  Doesn’t really matter which.  Truth is, I’m usually starving when you bring your grub on the MTA.  And, clearly so are you.  So why do you have to be a fucking cunt head and get food you can smell 3 blocks away??  Any food you could cook in your house, and then have company over 4 hours later and STILL SMELL in the air, DON’T BRING IT ON THE FUCKING TRAIN!!!!  I either want to smack you because your food smells dis-motherfucking-gusting, or so delicious that I want to take it from your wrinkly fucking mitts.  Go eat it in the caf or somewhere with a seat that is NOT encapsulated!!