"Reality Check".

Standing in the bitter freezing cold so early in the morning. No birds chirping,
no sun, and no smiles from the people around me. The floor starts to tremble as
if the earth was caving in. My ride has arrived, a big metal vessel the size of
20 baluga whales pulls up to shuttle me away into the freezing cold new york
city. upon entering my ride, I am shuved and pushed out of the way to get beat
out of a seat on our long journey into Manhattan. I am not being pushed by a
young punk because if that were the case I'd throw a little nigger off the
platform but even worse! An old russian lady that couldn't even walk up the
stairs to the platform is shuving me. I hate to be a bad man but I was gonna get
a seat. So I shuve the old lady back. Upon my long journey I'm encountered by a
pretty young female who seems to be trying to graze into my eyes. Normally I'd
smile at her but this lady seems to have just killed 3 racoons and put them
around her shoulders. The fur was so big it looked as if she had an actual
beaver on her back. I'm not one to say anything about wearing leather and fur
but this was too much. Torwards the middle of my journey I'm encountered by an
old man who's eating his smelly breakfast right near me. This is the biggest
disadvantage of my ride especially to someone like me who wants to get up and
shuve his breakfast down his throat so he chokes. Fortunately I'm a yehudi with
a lot of midot so I kindly get up and do another act of hesed and let an old
lady sit in my seat. My ride starts to slow down for the 20th time now could it
be? Have I arrived at my destination? Naaaa 2 more stops to go.... Fuck!!