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Three hours of wonderful swing dancing can be undone by a 10-minute cab ride with 4 minutes of talk radio and a driver who responds to a request to switch to the classic rock station with a big swearing rant about how he's fuckin' sick of the whole fuckin' thing, and how what we need to be scared of is a vial THIS BIG.
I can't believe I still tipped that fucker a dollar, but he did change the station.
I can't believe I still tipped that fucker a dollar, but he did change the station.