So for the past ten minutes, this VERY low-slung-pants-wearing kid had his hand vicariously perched halfway down his pants, Al Bundy style. If that wasn’t pervy enough, he then reached down and was fishing around and I was trying to avert my eyes but watching creepy people on the subway is kind of like watching a car wreck. Then do you know what he pulled out? No, not THAT. THAT. That giant fucking can of iced tea he’s holding in the picture. It was like magic. I almost clapped.
