The Beautiful Kind

This morning I took the bus down South Grand. This was the first time this West County bitch has stooped to the level of utilizing public transit in St. Louis. I can’t wait to get back on the bus. It smelled like cigarettes and piss, I was wedged between two people with the consumption, a guy was on board selling mittens, and two women were putting on a lesbian make-out grope session while two guys ogled with a mixture of envy and excitement. The best thing was that one of the lesbians was drinking out of a baby bottle. All before 9am.

Awesome.