Hey last night there was this gross drunk guy on the train home. staggering about, drinking goon out of a bag. Seemed to have forgotten how to use his phone, kept looking at it, holding it up to his ear, making a confused face, looking at it again, holding it back to his ear.
Eventually he started going to this other guy “I can see heaps of faggots! Look at all the faggots! 1, 2, 4, 5…”
There was only like 5 of us on the carriage.
Anyway, I saw him before I got on the train so I went up the opposite end of the carriage, but as I was getting off he looked at me, swaying and staggering around, so I winked and made a ‘kissy-kissy’ face as I stepped off the train.