inconsiderate jackals really burn my biscuits.
did the parents teach them any manners?
so the penguin clearly lives in new yawk.
after his life of crime,
he is “one of us” now.
so i’m standing on the train by the door,
minding my business,
…i feel something press down on the back on my foot.
not even just my foot,
but the whole back of my jeans.
it made instantly look back like “wtf!?”.
when i look,
oswald cobblepot is standing next to me.
i guess he was trying to get on the train before the door closed.
he ran on there and stepped on all my shit.
i would have been cool if he wasn’t rude about it tho.
he looks at me,
gives a swift eye roll,
and goes to stand in front of me,
all like this pineapple didn’t just step on my shit.
i had to eye-press him like he was really bugging.
he looks at me a second time during my eye-pressing like…
he checked his pants to see if he was good tho:
get your whole shit together oswald.
low-key: i’m glad his shoes didn’t mess up my shoe/pants.
i would have flipped on him.