(subtitle: too much self-confidence)
we all heard you talking
"Omigod! I can't stand her! She's so trailer-park!"
"yip yip gay yip
bla gay bla bla
like like like flaming"
some of us continued to hear you talking on the subway platform at Union
some of us were quite far away
your hairdo made your head look like it had just been pulled from a birth canal
nice Von Dutch purse
it sure was bright down there in the subway, wasn't it?
good thing you had your jLo shades
oh, and Vinnie Barbarino called
he needs his jeans back
if you saw me staring, it was just because I was willing (with my imagination, à la Joan Allen's character in The Upside of Anger) your head to explode, or for you to trip on your Euro-techno-sneakers and fall in front of the train
the driver would've had to activate the windscreen wiper
it would have been decidedly not "glam"