Good grief

Oh. My. Gosh.
What the fucking hell
I get that you're old, and I get that you're handicapped, but if you didn't travel in fleets and you didn't have a fucking motor scooter then like ten more people would fit on the bus you assholes. Also, I've been standing here for thirty fucking minutes and you've been sitting here on your little scooter for what, two?
Fuck. You.

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