on my way home this afternoon on the 5 Fulton, I was happily nodding off in my book when a whole gaggle of kids got on and sat right behind me in the back of the bus.
they were normal, loud kids- maybe around 10 or 11 years old.
I was trying to read.
suddenly- an overpowering stench.
omigodcan'tbreathewhattheheckisthat.
fart.
no.
rotten eggs (times 20).
no. but closer.
ohlord.
stink bombs!
the little assholes.
it cheered me up immensely that they lit it too early and had to suffer through with us.
some people had to get off the bus, it was so bad. I was near a window, so I survived (but barely).
they tried to get another one lit but couldn't get it together in time.
it's going to be a while before I can eat eggs again.