IT's Monday morning. why is this "homeboy from the hood" Mira ete, ass, hispanic dude giving me the eye?..I almost vomit. He's short. He has on a doo rag and a baseball cap. (I swear) He's a "homeboy" with his pants down to his ankles and he's licking his lips at me and smiling. *sigh* WHY is he walking towards me on the platform. I hate him and everything he stands 4..I wish I had mace. Who the fuck bothers ppl this early on a Monday morning? Gtfoh! I turn my head and turn my music WAY up. "No sleep till BK!" (Beastie Boys) blasts in my ears. Rap music makes me violent. I'm nodding my head to the beat with the scream face. lmfao He's like a foot away. Is he actually TALKING 2 me?.. I have no idea wut he's saying..and I don't care.
I sigh, relieve that the train is aproaching. I get on the train and he follows close behind me..I hold my umbrella horizontally and jab him. He steps back..I roll my eyes. He MUST be crazy. Was he going to try to cop a feel?
I look up and see a fine chocolate specimen..Nice lips. yummy. Perfect line up. check. shoes? Nice! Can't let him see me staring. But yaaay eye candy 4 my ride.."Back @ the condo riding like she tonto" Chris Classic's Maxwell remix is playing..OOOhhhhh, a seat..better view of chocolate delite.
*giggle* too bad I don't have on shades.
*ding dong* Thank u 4 riding the MTA.
(Photos of actors, Rick Gonzalez and Lance Gross)
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