so there we were in the lift
and tada! the lrt's already there
we braced ourselves for the run to squeeze our asses through the door before it closes
the minute the lift door opened, we ran (or rather jogged)
i was blocked by a fat lady carrying shopping bags
he was right beside me
and i thought to myself

"OMG WE CAN MAKE IT! I WONT GET HOME LATE AFTER ALL!"

but oh my fooking goshness!
at the very last minute,
the bloody fat lady who runs funny stopped,
right in front of the bloody door!
and i just stood there stunned,
i looked at her ass,
then looked at his questioning expression to my left,
and we stood (and doubled over and rolled on the ground) laughing till our stomachs hurt
as we watched the precious train door close on us,
and the clock strikes CURFEW.

"we could've made it",
he said when he caught his breath.

"why the hell did you kiss her ass?!!"

BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAHAHAHA

she laughed with us, at first.
she walked away when she realised we were laughing at her.

so eeeeviiiil. :)