The Wrestler

why do i call him "the wrestler"?
you'll see..


i said i would talk about the Wrestler i met on the train the other day
i was with my friend (the two blue circles) holding on to the pole
then suddenly, this indian/bangladeshi/pakistani man (pure coincidence, i have nothing against indians. my friend there was an indian too) who looks like a foreign worker rushed into the train before anyone could get out. and slammed his back (with his backpack) against the pole me and my friend was holding onto.
it almost crushed my fingers. he probably stole some bricks from his construction site.
he didn't even look back or apologize. damn paria!
what is he gonna do next time he takes the train?

this?