Thank you, C Train Doors at 8:53 a.m.

for snapping off my beerfart right behind my butt this morning at the exact right time, leaving the waft like a fresh young bride, abandoned on the platform, waving me off adoringly, instead of getting me killed by following me into the train and being so powerfully and rapaciously stinky and so obviously the work of the butthole of the cock eyed girl covered head to toe in mascara.