Every time I get into the LRT, you’d dream of some hot girl being close by in that squishy packed LRT but no, that rarely rarely rarely happens. Most of the time I’m usually squished between smelly men or old aunties. ARGH.
I darn benci when some guy’s crotch is touching my butt. It feels so so wrong and at those very moments you just wish that you have a car where you could connect your butt to a comfy chair instead.