well, it was one night after coming home from Club Krash.
This was back in the days when the club was on Steinway Street in Astoria, Queens.
Well, anyway to make a long story short I took the N train into the city to then switch to the D train uptown to The Bronx. I was living on Fordham Road at the time.
Anyway I was riding in the last car and at the 161St and River Avenue station this fine ass papi steps into the car.
Well, we start making mad eye contact..our eyes literally undressing each other.
It was the dead of summer and there was no a/c in the car and it was hot and it was only getting hotter in there.
He came toward me and at that point I....
Oh snap. My bad. You guys wanted commuting stories pertaining to the Transit strike.
Updated On: 12/21/05 at 09:15 AM