Not Hot for BART

BART can bite my ass, and its passengers can burn in hell. What incompetent morons voted this the #1 public transporation in America? I do not appreciate having to pay nine dollars per day with no chance of a commuter discount to endure this frequently delayed, over-crowded abomination.

Let's establish a tableau of my experience today, for example. Tons of assholes packed in together, clutching onto poles, sighing and shaking their heads in frustration. Me, at the center of it all, my arm desperately stretched through a crevice between two fellow obese individuals to grip a grubby pole. A bespectacled, insipid geek repeatedly clearing his throat and persistently crouching over my rack with a crossword puzzle. Some stupid hoochie fisting my ass for about four stops. Two hackneyed frat boys ramming their booties into my love handles. My nose uncomfortably buried in the armpit of some tall dude, who in turn breathes heavily into my dandruff.

There's my fucked up BART porn for the day. Stay tuned for the next one. :P