Every morning I clock into work, and 12 hours later I clock out covered in puke because someone dropped their phone while looking at gore and turned the whole trip into a goddamn vomitorium. I can’t take it anymore. I’m literally knee deep in spew by the end of the day, because all you motherfuckers are apparently lubing up your throats and can’t get a grip. We’ve all had to start wearing blindfolds when we exit the front so we don’t accidentally get a peak and start furiously spilling our guts to “mukbang” or “vore” or whatever the newest fad is.
Stop dropping your phone on the fucking train
Every morning I clock into work, and 12 hours later I clock out covered in puke because someone dropped their phone while looking at gore and turned the whole trip into a goddamn vomitorium. I can’t take it anymore. I’m literally knee deep in spew by the end of the day, because all you motherfuckers are apparently lubing up your throats and can’t get a grip. We’ve all had to start wearing blindfolds when we exit the front so we don’t accidentally get a peak and start furiously spilling our guts to “mukbang” or “vore” or whatever the newest fad is.