the max

I got on the max today and the train car smelled like sweaty asshole so I kept walking down the aisle to escape the scent, but soon realized it was a useless effort and so I sat down. At that moment a group of 5 or 6 ratty street kids got on and sat all around me, enveloping me in a stench even worse than that of sweaty asshole. I thought, if I look at them too long I will get harassed for putting on a front and if I were to avoid looking at them I would get harassed for being a "clean-shirt" so I sort of looked at them and didn't at the same time. One of them was particularly tripped out on some drugs and being comforted by his friend in the seat across the small aisle from me. "Listen to me... listen to me, you are a hardcore motherfucker, and that is why you can take a hit to the face and.." the one was saying to the other whose reality was all sorts of distorted. The kid suddenly stood up and a pool of coffee-and-cream colored liquid formed in the seat. At first I thought the kid pissed himself, but it was soon revealed to me by the friends' dialogue that it was some alcoholic concoction that had spilled out of a Pepsi bottle. Before I knew it, the drugged-up kid was bending over, his chapped and rashy ass-crack practically 6 inches from my face, and he was drinking from the pool of liquid that had collected in the seat. He was slurping it up like wildlife from a pond and I couldn't help but cough out a laugh and step toward the exit doors because luckily for me, my stop had arrived.