another thing, why is there always some fat chick that must insist on rubbing up against your freshly washed and pressed $195 shirt, with her flabby arm flaps which are dripping with stinking sweat?

DON’T TOUCH ME YOU KFC-EATING FINGER-LICKING LUMP!!! Jesus!

summer on the subways - not for the feint of heart… or people that aren’t fat.

[sorry fatsos, but for the love of god, there are millions of people in the city like me, who cannot get their below-190lbs arse on the two-seater seats 'cos you're so freaking wide]