It all started at the Yonge-Bloor subway.
I was making my way to work this morning, standing on the Bloor platform waiting for the westbound train with the rest of the herd.
Train pulls in and stops ... people file off. Except for the "door-fungus" who made it difficult for anyone trying to get on the train. Nothing new.
We arrive at St George station where most of the train's passengers disembark, except for the "door-fungus." That is until an irate (and rightly so) passenger braces himself and scrapes the "blockage out" of the way with his left arm. Ha, ha ... should have seen the kid's face!
The herd, including myself, makes its way toward the stairs. We begin to climb in unison, moving slightly to the right to make way for the brave commuters trying to descend the stairs to the platform.
We get part of the way up the stairs and I look up only to find myself "snout-to-ass" with the woman in front of me. Unfortunately for me she was wearing a pair of low-rider pants.
Not only did I get an eyeful of her lower back, I was also privy to about 3 inches of the crack of her ass. No underwear, thong or any undergarment of any kind - just the crack of her ass!
To say that I was grossed-out would be an understatement. C'mon lady, buy a real pair of pants!
I guess stupid comes in all shapes n' sizes?!
