braddropout

So there i was, on the train coming back from visiting my mum. She loves when i vist. She'd never addmit it, but i'm her fav son. Anyway, she lives on the coast, in a village that's quite popular with visitors from the city. So the train pulls up in to Central, and my carriage has an outing of mentaly dissabled people returnig from their day away at the beach. It's Friday, rush hour, and the group try to leave the train as best they can. But the platform if full of suited and booted wanky office workes with one thing on their minds - get a seat for the journey home.
So they just barge past the collective beach goers, in the attemp to get a seat. In the mean time, i just decided to let the less fortunate guys get off first before I disembarked, hey, i'm in no rush. So i was sitting there, watching the rude fucking arseholes push their way on and past the what once was a happy party returning from a day at the beach, and i just got angryier and angryier. Couldn't belive the down right fucking rudness of these idiots. So, finally I snapped. "Fuck it" i said to myself. The next wanker that pushes past a disabled person to get a seat on a stupid train, is gonna get a very angey braddropout to answer to. Sure enough, 2 seconds later, there was some random guy with my hands around his throat, getting a good telling to about maners and etiquette.
Turns out, and here's the kicker, he was one of their helpers getting back on the train to pick up their bags.
I can't really put into words what a twat I felt.
wish the ground would swallow you up and disfigure you beyond all recognition? Oh yeah. I wished for that.