| Comment | 4 corners after 11 at night, after working as a chef in the toon for years I’ve seen enough fuckery to do with the ungodly beings haunting that fucking bermuda square of a place.
Might walk through them an either come out with your phone missing or one of your lungs. My personal experience wasn’t at the four corners but when all the wee goons got on the train after and I was closing at work that night.
Got my arse cheek massaged with a Philips head screwdriver for giving a quite clearly paralytic friend of theirs my seat. |
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