» Shit Stories: Part Number Two

Trainsporting
We lived outside of Dublin but worked in the city most fridays we rushed a few beers before the train ride home, my (ex) boyfriend who believed farting was the funniest thing a man could do decided to regale me with with a friday performance complete with cheek raising,
Alas on this occasion he followed through leaving a beautiful stain for all to see. We had about 20 mins to catch the train, the last one of the night, so he sent me to grab him a cheep pair of pants from the nearest shop.
Which because im an idiot i agreed to do. I rushed around looking for a something, eventually I found a place, ran in grabbed a pair of track suit bottoms and made it to the train with about 30 sec to spare,gave the smelly fuck the bag and settled into a beer.
He went to the toilet cleaned himself up and threw his shitty stuff out the window, opened the bag I'd given him to find a shirt ,
I wish I had done it on purpose
(Tue 1st Apr 2008, 13:13, More)