‘Tap tap tap’
Zzzzzz….huh?
“We’re at Victoria”
Oh, er, thanks.
I love being woken, mouth open and dribbling, by a complete stranger on a carriage full of onlookers who are all stood up waiting to get off the train.
A great start to the day.
The suited guy at the other table on the train keeps licking his lips.
And I don’t mean in a normal ‘stop them from being dry’ kind of way, but more like a ‘trying to be erotic, really going for it like a child with jam around its mouth and now the area between his bottom lip and chin are actually glistening in the fluorescent lights with gross man-dribble’ kind of way.
Disturbing.
Head In A Blender 