Archive for May, 2009

WAKE UP!!!

Friday, May 29th, 2009
shhhh! don't wake this jagwad

shhhh! don't wake this jagwad

Not only leaning…but sleeping on the pole. And he doesn’t even look homeless!

Oh yeah, this guy probably doesn’t trim his toenails.

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Rating: 1.0/10 (2 votes cast)

Double Your Displeasure

Tuesday, May 26th, 2009

"Hi! I suck!" "Hey! Me too!"

"Hi! I suck!" "Hey! Me too!"

Ok so the dickbag in the white is easy…almost too easy. Let’s start with super-ass in front here. This guy was one pair of wacky sunglasses away from winning the Kanye Kontest. From the hot pink Air Jordans to the Member’s Only-style jacket… he had it all.

The guy in the back was some dillrod trying to look tough in front of his wife and daughter. BTW, everything he told his daughter about the train was wrong. I wanted to stab him in the heart.

Oh yeah, the guy in the back probably doesn’t help out around the house. Ass.
Oh yeah yeah, the guy in the front  thinks he dresses better than you and therefore is better than you. Ass.

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Casual DB

Friday, May 22nd, 2009
Just chillin'

Just chillin'

This guy did everything he could to keep one should on this pole as the train filled up.  Finally, the crushing humanity that is 5:00 forced him off his game.

Oh yeah, this guy probably fogot my birthday. Ass.

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Hey Look! It’s John Mayer!

Tuesday, May 19th, 2009
This pole is a wonderland

This pole is a wonderland

I also keep waiting for the world to change, just like John Mayer.  This dickhead isn’t helping.  Just for clarification, yes, his forehead is leaning on the pole as well. I can just imagine the line of zits that will form there. Rightfully so.

Oh yeah, this isn’t John Mayer.

Oh yeah some more, he’s probably reading a book of poetry written by Dave Matthews. Ass.

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Rating: 7.0/10 (2 votes cast)

Too Bad, So Sad

Tuesday, May 19th, 2009

Let's replace your ennui with shame

Let's replace your ennui with shame

She had a bag. She could have put those papers in the bag. She could have used that hand then to hold onto the pole instead putting her head all over it. 

Still… I’m compelled to wonder if she’s always like this or if something made her sad this day. Don’t get me wrong. I still have the rage of 10,000 burning suns.

Oh yeah, she was never going to invite you to come to dinner with her friends from work. She just puposely scheduled it on a day she knew you couldn’t make it. Ass.

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Rating: 9.5/10 (2 votes cast)