Cootiephobia

I'm having trouble posting images onto my blog, but I'll figure it out eventually. There are some fantastic things that I'd like to show everyone, but I don't want to hype it up and make it sound spectacular. If all goes well, I should get this blog pictified in the next few days.

There was this bitch who I sat next to on the train today and she made it seem like I had cooties. When a free seat became available, she went for it so fast that she broke the sound barrier. What the fuck? What a bitch. I gave her the stare-down and I made her feel uncomfortable. It serves her right. What a bitch. She's just jealous because she has bad posture.

When did people get so xenophobic? This is the reason why other countries make fun of the United States. If a slouchy whore with bad fashion sense can't feel comfortable sitting next to a stunningly gorgeous gay man on poorly-funded public transportation, then what hope do we have for the future? In Italy and France, strangers greet each other with kisses and hugs (and the occasional pat on the ass or nipple pinch). I think that's wonderful. People need to be more touchy-feely. Can you imagine how much better things would be if the standard hello was replaced with an ass caress?