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About this time last night I was on a rather fragrant train out of London. A guy had got on, eaten the worlds largest and smelliest kebab
in a noisy, messy and expansive style
, then asked the poor sod on the other side of the table if he'd wake him up at Stevenage.
They both went to sleep.
We arrived at Stevenage.
I got my brommie, tip-toed past Snoring Kebab Bloke, and got off as quietly as I could.
Sadly, SKB woke up, and just got off the train before it sped off.
I cursed
. Sometimes I'm not very nice.
Tea?


They both went to sleep.

We arrived at Stevenage.

I got my brommie, tip-toed past Snoring Kebab Bloke, and got off as quietly as I could.

Sadly, SKB woke up, and just got off the train before it sped off.

I cursed


Tea?