Yes I'm lazy, really fucken lazy!

6:00am, Saturday morning, Mt Lawley traino I just miss my train, 28 minutes till the next one, fuuuck! I sit down to wait minding my own business, and a crazy crack head approaches(rad). He then proceeds to dribble shit and smell really bad for the next 28min's. I forget to buy a ticket because of Kenny crackheads inane chatter. The iron caterpillar comes surprisingly quick, and is pretty full for this time of day. Kenny, of course sits next to me(awesome) He starts talking to me like were old mates, about inappropriate subjects, really loudly. Did I mention the reason I was catching public transport at this insane hour, on a Saturday was because I was on my way to work.

I'm dressed not too dissimilar to Kenny, so all the people on the train must be thinking were bros. We travel one whole stop and transits get on(can it get any better than this) left with little else to do, I get off. So I waited 28min's to travel one stop. I'm tingling all over with stoke. I push the button on the silver machine where the dwarf lives's and tells you when the next train is due, then I hear those same numbers again...28min's till your next train.

I fuckin hate crackheads and work and transperth and that fuckin dwarf. Yo dwarf, if I ever see you out of your box, bitch... your gone.