Northbound, tueday 5-4, bus 358

With a wellfare dependant couple jarring on tootsie pops and discussing eyelash bugers sitting rite behind me, the sound of tootsie pops being full-balled between the gums is becoming rather annoying. Now Chief cloudy eyes boards, and nearly bites it on the deck as he stumbles in a madogg 20/20 fueled alcoholic stupor, boy, whewww, this chief needs to jump in the river and wash off as the air quality on this coach has taken a turn towards the cat-piss nasty side. And what's the deal with all the stinky nasty homeless wearing team gear anyways. Does like the Mariners clothe the homeless? you think MLB wouldn't want this respectable bunch representing the sport, but no... every year I see Seattle's down n out sportin the new gear, what's up with that?