They're everywhere. Bars, grocery stores, churches. No matter the time, no matter place. And the moment you finally thought it was safe to leave the house, there they were. This time, let 'em have it. This time, let the world know who they really are...on The Creepbook.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Toe Tapper

Take off your fucking iPod, asshole. You're keeping beat with your toe on my foot. I thought it was an innocent mistake until I purposely moved my foot, and then you somehow found your way to my foot again. Don't be so merry--you're on the L.

Chicago, IL

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