Metra: The Way To Really Die (of heart disease)

[CBStew]

Does the snow in Chicago still turn black on top within one day of falling?

[Bort]

Does the snow in Chicago still turn black on top within one day of falling?

Gray now.

[CBStew]

Does the snow in Chicago still turn black on top within one day of falling?

Gray now.

I guess that is an improvement.

[Bort]

Does the snow in Chicago still turn black on top within one day of falling?

Gray now.

I guess that is an improvement.

Well, it's a pretty rich charcoal.

[Kermit IV]

The title of this thread is Deadpool-worthy.

That's a shame. I thought it was a decent title.

I'm 99% sure you knew I was complimenting the title, and you're mocking the occasionally-terrible Deadpool thread titles.  But in case you're not...

Solid thread title, Slak.

Trust your gut.

My gut has shit for brains.

[J. Walter Weatherman]

As if living in the suburbs didn't suck enough already.

Had to dig deep into the archives for this one...

[Internet Apex]

As if living in the suburbs didn't suck enough already.

Had to dig deep into the archives for this one...

Hell yes. Take your happy ass back to Dhey Plaih.

[Reuschels_Jowls]

As if living in the suburbs didn't suck enough already.

You ever ride the Red Line after 9 PM, City Boy?  The noxious combination of urine and insanity can do an equally good number on men's souls.

Yup. You need to sit in the Hobo Seat to get the full experience though. I'm still cleaning the afterbirth off my shoes from my latest journey.

I once saw a crazy homeless man ranting and smoking a roach from a Red Line Hobo Seat. He would take a drag from behind the Hobo Seat Partition, then reappear, amidst some ganj smoke, talking his shit.  It was hilarious to watch everybody pretend nothing was going on.

There's a pretty high bar to clear before other passengers will intervene in the hobo corner. Been riding the L nearly every day for 15+ years, and despite dozens of similar displays as the one you mentioned, the only two times I've seen it happen were when a guy started slugging his girlfriend up there (a whole group of us held the guy and held our noses simultaneously until a cop could arrive) and another time when an obese guy started jerking off during rush hour through a hole in his sweatpants (that time my fellow passengers just hit the call button).

[Oleg]

As if living in the suburbs didn't suck enough already.

You ever ride the Red Line after 9 PM, City Boy?  The noxious combination of urine and insanity can do an equally good number on men's souls.

Yup. You need to sit in the Hobo Seat to get the full experience though. I'm still cleaning the afterbirth off my shoes from my latest journey.

I once saw a crazy homeless man ranting and smoking a roach from a Red Line Hobo Seat. He would take a drag from behind the Hobo Seat Partition, then reappear, amidst some ganj smoke, talking his shit.  It was hilarious to watch everybody pretend nothing was going on.

There's a pretty high bar to clear before other passengers will intervene in the hobo corner. Been riding the L nearly every day for 15+ years, and despite dozens of similar displays as the one you mentioned, the only two times I've seen it happen were when a guy started slugging his girlfriend up there (a whole group of us held the guy and held our noses simultaneously until a cop could arrive) and another time when an obese guy started jerking off during rush hour through a hole in his sweatpants (that time my fellow passengers just hit the call button).

So you've been acquainted with both Fro Dog and Yeti.

[CBStew]

As if living in the suburbs didn't suck enough already.

You ever ride the Red Line after 9 PM, City Boy?  The noxious combination of urine and insanity can do an equally good number on men's souls.

Yup. You need to sit in the Hobo Seat to get the full experience though. I'm still cleaning the afterbirth off my shoes from my latest journey.

I once saw a crazy homeless man ranting and smoking a roach from a Red Line Hobo Seat. He would take a drag from behind the Hobo Seat Partition, then reappear, amidst some ganj smoke, talking his shit.  It was hilarious to watch everybody pretend nothing was going on.

There's a pretty high bar to clear before other passengers will intervene in the hobo corner. Been riding the L nearly every day for 15+ years, and despite dozens of similar displays as the one you mentioned, the only two times I've seen it happen were when a guy started slugging his girlfriend up there (a whole group of us held the guy and held our noses simultaneously until a cop could arrive) and another time when an obese guy started jerking off during rush hour through a hole in his sweatpants (that time my fellow passengers just hit the call button).

Mrs. Cubbieblue once came to hear my closing argument to the jury after an eight week trial.  Afterwards I asked her what she thought.  She told me that she didn't hear a word because a homeless man sat beside her and was jerking off .  I asked why she didn't do something.  She answered that I was on a roll and that she knew that she shouldn't distract the jury.   What a gem I married!

[Bort]

As if living in the suburbs didn't suck enough already.

You ever ride the Red Line after 9 PM, City Boy?  The noxious combination of urine and insanity can do an equally good number on men's souls.

Yup. You need to sit in the Hobo Seat to get the full experience though. I'm still cleaning the afterbirth off my shoes from my latest journey.

I once saw a crazy homeless man ranting and smoking a roach from a Red Line Hobo Seat. He would take a drag from behind the Hobo Seat Partition, then reappear, amidst some ganj smoke, talking his shit.  It was hilarious to watch everybody pretend nothing was going on.

There's a pretty high bar to clear before other passengers will intervene in the hobo corner. Been riding the L nearly every day for 15+ years, and despite dozens of similar displays as the one you mentioned, the only two times I've seen it happen were when a guy started slugging his girlfriend up there (a whole group of us held the guy and held our noses simultaneously until a cop could arrive) and another time when an obese guy started jerking off during rush hour through a hole in his sweatpants (that time my fellow passengers just hit the call button).

Mrs. Cubbieblue once came to hear my closing argument to the jury after an eight week trial.  Afterwards I asked her what she thought.  She told me that she didn't hear a word because a homeless man sat beside her and was jerking off .  I asked why she didn't do something.  She answered that I was on a roll and that she knew that she shouldn't distract the jury.   What a gem I married!

Stew is awesome. That is all.

[Gilgamesh]

As if living in the suburbs didn't suck enough already.

You ever ride the Red Line after 9 PM, City Boy?  The noxious combination of urine and insanity can do an equally good number on men's souls.

Yup. You need to sit in the Hobo Seat to get the full experience though. I'm still cleaning the afterbirth off my shoes from my latest journey.

I once saw a crazy homeless man ranting and smoking a roach from a Red Line Hobo Seat. He would take a drag from behind the Hobo Seat Partition, then reappear, amidst some ganj smoke, talking his shit.  It was hilarious to watch everybody pretend nothing was going on.

There's a pretty high bar to clear before other passengers will intervene in the hobo corner. Been riding the L nearly every day for 15+ years, and despite dozens of similar displays as the one you mentioned, the only two times I've seen it happen were when a guy started slugging his girlfriend up there (a whole group of us held the guy and held our noses simultaneously until a cop could arrive) and another time when an obese guy started jerking off during rush hour through a hole in his sweatpants (that time my fellow passengers just hit the call button).

Mrs. Cubbieblue once came to hear my closing argument to the jury after an eight week trial.  Afterwards I asked her what she thought.  She told me that she didn't hear a word because a homeless man sat beside her and was jerking off .  I asked why she didn't do something.  She answered that I was on a roll and that she knew that she shouldn't distract the jury.   What a gem I married!

Stew is awesome. That is all.

Agreed.  MEME THAT!!