lolcatsMermins should not be allowed near them. Children, that is.
Yesterday, Merms had been in a three-hour meeting, including lunch, at a clients HQ and then had to cram onto a late late train back to office. At Holborn, a pikey family or three with lots of small schoolchildren, pushed onto the already packed train and stood encircling me, pressing their heads into my bladder with every twist and jolt of the Central Line.
Given that matter (ie my digesting lunch) exists in three states: solid, liquid and gas, something had to give.
But I waited until it was time for me to escape the train before I farted in their general direction, head level. Some of them even had their mouths open.
Was that mean and unchristian?
