Weird Hag on the Train
I ran into this weird hag on the train this morning. At first I felt something brush up against my pants and thought nothing of it but something kept brushing against me. I turned around to see what was causing this annoyance and found what looked like a mentally disturbed, ugly and old hag constantly bumping into me on purpose. I didn’t want my back to “it” so I continued to face “it”. When I began to face “it” it began to pant heavily. My goodness this bags breath was so bad, I had to hold my nose. After a brief stare down the old hag took out her camera and tried to take my picture. I blocked the attempt and tried to get the old bags picture to post on this blog but the weird hag ran off before I could get a picture off. Oh well, that was my daily run in with a lunatic.
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