On a glorious night as we laugh hard at Chelski losing to Inter Milan I also lost out 1-0 to Mr Fatman on the District line. On my way home from work I got on at Wimbledon and all is well until a few stations down the line this massive dude came on my carriage. I looked up and he had this smirk on his face looking at the empty seat next to me. I braced myself as he reversed into position and on impact I was pushed to the side and smacked into the glass panel next to me. There was no escape as I couldn't even move my arm and with each stop his weight would shift to my side crushing me more and more. He eventually got off at Notting Hill Gate and as soon as he got up I felt so free and suddenly I could breathe again.
Chelski crashing out of the Champion's League may not be so bad for them, at least now they can concentrate on the Premier League. Hopefully the Gooners will keep winning to at least put more pressure on the 2 teams ahead of them!
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Kahunes, you have such a way with words! I can see everything from the blank seat next to you on the tube carriage, to the visual of him reversing towards you and being squished against the glass!
Glory!
Did you end up thinner?
It didn't make me thinner but it makes me feel like getting thinner because I could feel his fat against me... it was disgusting...
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