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Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Smoke Shelter
WTF is wrong with the two of you? No one knows where you came from, but every morning this past week you've been hauling your white-trash, fat asses to our bus stop, and then going inside the bus shelter and smoking. Another passenger told you not to smoke there and you ignored them. I heard you mumble to your smoke buddy that if you're going to get cancer, they should too. WTF?! If you want to grow your lung cancers, step outside the glass box and stop trying to kill us. If I could get away with it I'd put out your cig in your eye. —CleanAirWanted
