Blech. Another effing PLATFORM PIG. This guy stuffed his hole mere inches from the vermin below. Did he take a break as the L poured into the station along with a gust of disgusting one hundred and forty degree filthy air? Nope.
Upon boarding, our germ-loving feeder found a corner seat to continue his frenetic shoveling. I can’t be sure, but I think he started gnawing on his paw when the container was empty.