OK this one tops it for me. A friggin BAT was flying around the damn station today. A bat, son. Now I've seen it all. I'm used to the rats, but a Bat? C'mon man.
Quote from: Burning Sands, Esq. on May 16, 2008, 08:55:29 AM They broke the NY'er code and looked at the dude several times in shock.
They broke the NY'er code and looked at the dude several times in shock.
So it's official -Miami has fried my brain to the point that I have to surrender my "nonchalant NewYorker" card. Okay let me preface this by saying you know how there's some stuff that just tickles you and you don't know why, well this was one of those. On the train, only one more stop to go. But for some reason the conductor was holding us up. So we were just sitting there for a while, doors open. A guy gets on, doors are still open. He's a little dirty but it was the type of dirty that you didn't know if dude was homeless or just needed a shower. Anyway dude gets on, and I noticed that he was scratching quite a bit. And started scratching his rear end. I'm thinking Okay, whatev, I guess if it itches, scratch it. Dude then jumps around, still scratching, and begins to sing a song to narrate his scratching to the tune of Yankee Doodle Dandy, althought at the time I couldn't place the tune. First he said his name which I think was Joey. "Joey takes his thumb and scratches up his heeeemroids." Mind you, dude speaks with a lisp so the "thumb" sounds hilarious.I'm thinking: 'Oh god, this is hilarious. But I can't laugh...I'm from NY we don't do this. Man up, [cui], Man up!'Then dude sings even louder and changes up the lyrics and calls himself "assman". Also with the lisp sounds hilarious. "Assman scratches up his ass 'cause it really itches" then dude shifts mid song to "Bingo"- "A-S-S-S-S-, A-S-S-S-S-, cause it really itches." Back to Yankee Doodle- "..scratching cause no one could tell me not to" ....Dude is scratching, presumbly w/ his thumb because he's now facing my direction, this entire time! Dude then puts the thumb up to his face to scratch his beard then back to his butt.At this point, I look up and see a few people smirking and we lock eyes and then all of us burst into laughter. "Assman" was a bit startled by the laughter & walks out of the train presumbly to go into another car. I'm straight rolling! Doors have now closed on the way to the next stop. I get off, still laughing, tears down my face. People even stopped to ask me what was wrong!