Strangers on a Train

As I piled onto a Keikyu line train this morning, I was greeted by a heart-stopping squelching sound.

My first thought was "Omigod, s.o.m.e.o.n.e is spanking the macaque..." (which begs the question, "Do I really prepare myself for the very worst in this city?"). The reality wasn't quite so gross, however.

A young man (who, with no disrespect intended, was only about 80 cents to the dollar) was tongue-pashing, I'm not kidding, tongue-pashing the window of the adjacent door.

Of course, the crowds wedged me against the man who continued making out with the window with those furious slurping sounds.. I mean, it wasn't a bad looking window but, jeez, it was just a window...