Photo by franciscophile
Jeff (not me) has got a doozy …
Then one day about 2 p.m. on my way to work, I’m heading down the stairs and this dude is walking to go up the escalator and talking on a cell phone. With his other hand, he starts grabbing at his crotch — which catches my attention.
He then pulls out his schlong, looks at me straight in the eye as we pass by each other. I look back and as he heads up the escalator, he starts pissing while talking on the phone. And there’s a lady about 10 feet ahead of him.
Just another Tuesday. I now know why the place smelled like a sewer.
Well, that explains that. Thanks for sharing, Jeff (not me)!