Not the Pilsbury dough boy

I have a big fat slob sitting next to me. He’s a massive man, pear shaped, but when he is seated he looks like a warm soft mound of dough. I say dough not only because he’s big and white but everytime the train stops he always leans into me. This fat fuck doesn’t even make an effort to hold himself back. It’s pretty obnoxious really. He’s way heavier than me. Does it not occur to him that I would not be able to support his massive weight with my bodyframe should the train really slam on the brakes?!

Dough has no shape except for the one you form in your hands and when you plop it down on the counter the dough looses it shape and becomes wider at the base like the way this fat man is.

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~ by thedailycommuter on Friday, December 12, 2008.

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