Archive for November, 2009

Cinderella Story…

Thursday, November 19th, 2009
I'm gonna go with the douche-iron

I'm gonna go with the douche-iron

This gem was sent to us from J.K. What the hell is this, J.K.?

“We’ll call this douche the arnold palmer of the seat hogging douchbag world.”

And how, good sir…aaaand how. Three fucking seats? Really? I would keep typing but my head literally exploded all over my keyboard.

Thanks again, J.K. Sorry for the delay.
While we’re talking about the delay, just a quick note. Sometimes your photos land in my junk folder and I don’t see them right away. My apologies in advance.

Oh yeah. This guy is probably trying to pass-off that hand-held blackjack game as some kind of fancy phone and pretending to check his stocks. Ass.

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Rating: 7.3/10 (3 votes cast)

Fully Krausened PLD

Wednesday, November 18th, 2009
This is someone's dad

This is someone's future dad

This one was sent anonymously. Let’s hear the magical story:

“caught a beer drinking pld on the red line yesterday”

Hmmm…sort of anti-climactic. but it’s genius in its simplicity.  But seriously, how is that position more comfortable than just holding on to the damn pole?

Keep ‘em coming folks! sendtopld@gmail.com

Oh yeah, this guy probably hates books and the person who writes them all. Ass.

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Rating: 5.0/10 (1 vote cast)

PLD Mosh Pit

Monday, November 16th, 2009
human spaghetti

human spaghetti

Really? I mean… REALLY?

I can only hope this photo accurately represents how f-ing crowded it was on the train.  Look at the hand at the bottom. Barely able to hold on as the train hurtles away from a brighter tomorrow.

Seriously dude. Seriously. Move.

Oh yeah, this guy probably promises to let your dog out while your gone, forgets and then half-assed-ly attempts to clean up the mess in the hopes you don’t notice. But you do. And he never brings it up. Ass.

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Rating: 9.0/10 (2 votes cast)

Backpack Jag Sack

Friday, November 13th, 2009
Destroy self, please

Destroy self, please

Happy Today, all. This one comes from someone suffering on the Brown Line. Let’s listen in:

“Not only was this guy leaning against the wall and blocking the doorway, he also refused to move @ wash / wells - the busiest stop on the brown line. ”

Backpacks on the train. Hate ‘em. HATE. THEM. Know what else I can’t stand? When I see full-grown business-types, going to work with backpacks. What are you? Like 9? Get a man-bag, dill rods. Oh, and whatever you do, please fill the bag up to maximum capacity and then don’t take it off when the train gets crowded. Everyone loves starting their day off getting body-checked by your crap-sack.

Oh yeah, the shit in this guy’s bag is probably super f-ing important. Ass.

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Rating: 9.6/10 (8 votes cast)

Splitsville for Business Guy

Thursday, November 12th, 2009
May I Take Your 50-piece luggage set, sir?

May I Take Your 50-piece luggage set, sir?

So this one comes to us from someone I’m calling “B”. Shall we?

“I know this isn’t technically a Pole-Leaning Douchebag, But look at how much fucking luggage this douche has (leaning on the pole). Taking up two seats and the whole bag area!” Close, B. We’re putting this under “seat-hogging”.

I know what you’re all thinking. “Wait? It doesn’t seem to be that crowded. No one appears to be in need of a seat. He’s just going on a trip and these are his bags. What’s the big deal?”

Well… you’re 100% right.  Now, maybe like 50 people got on the train at the next stop and this whole seen turned completely tragic. I dunna know. The reason I posted this one was because I just couldn’t fathom what a gigantic pain in the ass it’s gonna be when he gets off the train and into the airport.  I mean, look at it all!! Maybe I’m getting soft…

Oh yeah, this guy probably asks every new “friend” he makes if they’ve seen Planes, Trains and Automobiles. Ass.

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Rating: 8.5/10 (2 votes cast)