and then a train came and my friends and i just stood there
back in the days i used to smoke near a railroad track, we'd chase it down (cuz where we'd smoke there was a curve up ahead and they had to slow down, to about the same speed the average person runs at) and throw rocks at the cab, or run along side it shooting the windows with my paintball gun, it always seemed fun to do, cuz all the guy can do is sit there, its' not like he can make a stop to come kick our asses... ~sigh~ i miss my mischevious days.