Happened to me once. I had a plastic bag in my backpack so I picked up all the junk, stuffed it into the bag and sat down. The stares I got were delicious because I could taste their seething rage.
I'd hate to see how the clown who left the mess lives at home. Maybe his/her momma sill cleans up after him/her.Blech, what a mess.
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Happened to me once. I had a plastic bag in my backpack so I picked up all the junk, stuffed it into the bag and sat down.
The stares I got were delicious because I could taste their seething rage.
I'd hate to see how the clown who left the mess lives at home. Maybe his/her momma sill cleans up after him/her.
Blech, what a mess.
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