Friday, February 6, 2009

Sleeping Chick

She's not actually a chick, she's an old bird.

I'm not too sure of her train schedule. Sometimes she's there and sometimes she's not. Sometimes she lays all her book keeping out on the floor and goes through it and sometimes she doesn't. Sometimes she disappears at Chatswood and sometimes, like today she stays put. I woke her up at Chatswood as I thought it was her stop. She was bleary eyed but grateful I cared and replied "Town Hall" Now I know.

Here's her changing positions like a sexual freak!





I think I can officially get arrested for doing stuff like this. Uh-oh...

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