Dear Darla
A summation of my experience tonight, in the spirit of "The Little Rascals":
Dear Darla (Boston Public Transportation),
I hate your stinkin guts (and your antiquated trains and roadways that made my 40 minute round-trip ride to and from an on-call night take 3 hours). You make me vomit (as you did the obnoxious passengers coming from a Bruins game who were also on the train, though their inclination may have been motivated by toxins other than you). You are scum between my toes (making my tired, swollen feet from running around all day and night on the hospital floors all the worse).
Love,
(Hate, as in the MIT reference IHTFP,)
Alfalfa
(Me)
Dear Darla (Boston Public Transportation),
I hate your stinkin guts (and your antiquated trains and roadways that made my 40 minute round-trip ride to and from an on-call night take 3 hours). You make me vomit (as you did the obnoxious passengers coming from a Bruins game who were also on the train, though their inclination may have been motivated by toxins other than you). You are scum between my toes (making my tired, swollen feet from running around all day and night on the hospital floors all the worse).
Love,
(Hate, as in the MIT reference IHTFP,)
Alfalfa
(Me)
posted by Christina at 11:45 PM
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