I was a victim of a sleepy, obese man in the sardined-packed Bus 38L today.
The man was half asleep.
Yes he was conscious.
At certain intervals though, he would opened his eyes, checked the stop, and dozzed again.

Problem for me was,
he was always leaning to his left;
right where I was sitting.
There wasn't any choice.
The only seat was that.
And I was with grocery bags.
So sit, please.

And he was sleeping throughout the route. He wouldn't get off.
Man, he was heavy!
I was laughing all the way.
Yohan was laughing too.
The passengers were laughing at us.
"HAHA, what an unfortunate journey for em."
Lord knows! He was so pitiful, I wouldn't mind him snoring off beside me.
Yohan said his left arm was so soft, and fleshy.
yes, his obesity prooved it all.





I wandered through my playing cards and would not let her be one of sixteen vestal virgins