And I'm surrounded by unopened snacks
Sunday, 29 August 2010
Puked on my new journey back from work. It's now officially the Home run
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I've woken up far too early. Even my hangover isn't awake yet
I must say, it's nice getting on the train at Richmond. Bit nicer than where I live.
Then again, anything's nicer than Harlesden.
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Monday, 22 March 2010
Puccinis on train stations
Why do you think people come into a cafe on a train station platform?
er, do you think maybe they're waiting for a train?
So why don't you hurry and serve us. We want coffee. No one gives a toss about your upcoming court case. Talk about it when the train's gone.
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To the Guard at Clapham Junction platform 9
No matter how many times you blow on that shitty whistle, we're not going to get on the train any quicker.
You know why?
The train is half the size, with twice as many people.
If you don't stop blowing that stupid whistle, someone's going to stick it up your arse.
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Monday, 11 January 2010
Speaking Freely "Hello, why is the train service..."
"Hello, why is the train service from service(?) still crap at the moment. That's my question for you. Ok. Bye."
spoken through SpinVox
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