— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
Local humorist Doug Chagnon breaks down this awful scene:
I considered asking him to move his feet and grab the seat next to him but was afraid I would get Athlete’s Ass.
In all fairness, my living room looks just like a MUNI car.
His most egregious offense? The plastic bag.Ladies and gentleman, the 99%.
At least he is wearing pants.
Read on for additional insight and analysis.
Comments (3)
I don't think before I type | [Permalink]
I dunno. Some of my friends in SF have a pretty strict “no shoes in my house” policy. I don’t like it myself, but point being, the shit you walk around on every day makes your shoes WAY dirtier than your bare feet.
I don't think before I type | [Permalink]
It’s probably during rush hour and he hasn’t washed his hair in three weeks.
I don't think before I type | [Permalink]
How come I never get a pink bag? Do you have to shop at special stores for them?