Waiting for the 5, next to a guy wearing all white clothing. Now I'm on, across from a guy who's trying to be cool by playing with his cigarette lighter. Unfortunately for him, he dropped it. On my right, there's a balding guy with dreadlocks.
On the 8 across from a little boy with a lopsided Mohawk and sunglasses. The conversation amongst the passengers has turned to Christmas. "There hasn't been a white Christmas in like seven years, man!"
The guy across from me just had a great idea: "Maybe I'll just get.. like a job or something. But the problem is they keep throwing me in jail."