INCREASE-DECREASE

Two people sat on the three seater. One on the right. One on the left. No one in the middle.
An old lady comes and squeezes into the middle seat. Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze.
The lady on the left makes a terrible face. I mean, a ferocious grimace. Then, she gets up, and moves to the end of the train.

My thoughts: the old lady who sat in the middle must’ve smelled like poo poo.

Awwww.

(Dedicated to the old lady on the F train. I love you, even though you BOOMshakalaked in your pants.)