Purgatory With Pantagraphs

From the depths of commuter hell, comes Purgatory with Pentagraphs. These are the continuing stories of the brave souls who commute daily to Chicago on the South Shore electric train, and the muggles who are unfortunate enough to meet them.

Double time on the Muggle ticker

When it rains, it pours... and it has poured on the Muggles lately. In two days, there were two runoffs. Thursday with me no where to be seen, HighMaintence and Nerd managed to preform the feat. Apparently they ran through their usual assortment of talk, but when they got to shoes, that was enough, and the tourist turned tale and ran. Friday, we had one of those guys with the Napolean complex who felt that his badass attitude alone was worth all 4 seats that he was trying to occupy. HM and I jumped into two of them, and so he sprawled sideways trying to maintain his remaining shred of toughness. Then came the 12th Street stop, and Nerd jumped on the train. All she had to do was ask to sit in the open seat, and Mr toughness couldn't handle it anymore. Apparently one seat wasn't enough to contain his level of coolness, and he had to get up and sit somewhere else.

Good enough to move the Muggle Ticker up to 7.

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