why do you have to write about fucking mexicans?!

Hi,

I am writing to you from the boudoir of Lex watching the Comedians of Comedy.

I asked Sax the ultimate question on the train:

Yummicoco: Is there such a thing as sitting next to someone for too long?

Meaning that if you get on a train, sit next to someone, then people start to leave, is it right to move seats.

These are the deep questions that course through my brain.