More Adventures on the bladdy train

My station is like only the sixth stop along the line, but this morning the train was exceptionally crowded and even at my stop, some people were not able to get on. I managed to squeeze on; the trick is to swing your bag as wildly as possible, and make it look as heavy (and painful to contact with) as possible.

Some stops later, i felt some goons behind prodding and poking at me, wanting to alight. For the uninitiated, communication on crowded trains consists of only two phrases: "'scuse me", which means "GET OUT OF MY WAY U FRIGGIN NUB", and "ah-cheeeeww!" which means "i am sick and now you will be too". These guys were displaying some primitive form of sign language, but which was just as effective.

Being so crowded, i had to get off to let them alight. Thats when i realised that Singha the lion has been slacking and making out with mermaids to spawn more merlions because our citizens are still as courteous and considerate as ever. Once i got off, the waiting horde outside poured into the train, leaving me stranded and unable to squeeze back on. I was pretty miffed and it just felt wrong to wait for the next train.

So i unveiled my shikai and bullbozed a minihole with my butt, planting half of my body inside the carriage. And when the doors closed, the other half was shoved inside as well. This kind of created a ripple effect through the crowd, and i saw some dirty looks in the reflection.

Well, i WAS on the train to begin with, and more importantly, who died and made you king? Dont u know what ban men nong fu is? Ptf. Young punks nowadays have no respect for their seniors. i am the lord of the realm when it comes to dirty looks after all.

On hindsight, i guess it was quite rude of me to do that. but i felt so cheated at that time. Why cant we, as steve stifler says 'take it slow, and let the good times roll'?