Posts Tagged ‘breath’

I’m gonna need this woman sitting next to me to get off her cellphone because her breath is KICKIN! This is why I hate being trapped at a window seat. Damn! She got off her call and clicked over to another one! I’m praying for a tunnel! Meanwhile I’m sitting here with my scarf wrapped [...]

So. I’m lucky enough this morning to be seated next to the septic breath lady who enjoys talking to herself in between talking loudly on her cell. I mean I can smell her bowels seeping from her mountain dew meth mouth looking self. She reminds me of that episode of Ren & Stimpy when Ren’s [...]

Why the hell does the train always arrive steamed up with funky fogged windows??? Why is it that you can tell the train will smell like the spastic colon of hell when you see it arrive? Why does the train always smell like halitosis (sp?) and gum disease on a rainy day??? Has anyone been [...]

Ugh. I hate when people, especially early in the morning get on the train smelling like a can of old cooking grease and breath. This chick sat next to me and all her body heat made it extra hot on this train like she was her own planet or solar system. Then when she got [...]

When did the lights on the train get so bright?? They’re giving me the worst migraine–or perhaps it’s the stench of day old booty heat, breath, damp umbrellas and MARTA poverty? Damn. What happened to the incense and oils man who used to sells his stuff from train to train??