So 3 days back I missed my bus. I get off the subway and sprint through the mall area at the bus station, up a huge flight of stairs and two escalators only to watch my bus drive off as I reach the top of the second escalator, heart about to explode. Would have felt worse if three people hadn't done the same thing.

So I catch the next bus which turns out to stop early so I have to get out and wait for the next bus, so I take a walk along the river and smoke a spliff. Was some pretty dank skunk, so the roach stank, decided to wrap it in a cigarette box cellophane and stick it in my sock.

So 3 days later, today to be exact, I find myself sitting on the toilet trying to figure out if I have to take a crap or not. It was then when I realized, I haven't changed my socks for three days!