Ode to Subway Creatures

Using my top-secret photographing skills, I snuck a photo of this
lovely subway mutant. Yes, that is he with a fiddle on his hat. He
forced Rosa and I to "moooove over" because he "neeeeded to siiiit
down" (imagine this in a horrid yell). Mind you, there was an entire
row open across from us but he chose to sit as closely to us as he
could. Naturally, we scooted down... mainly because we feared for our
lives. We both had the church giggles and knew he was sure to kill us
for laughing "with" him.

I thought it was over until he began to sing a lovers lull on two of
humanity's most dear subjects: cocaine and the apocolypse.
"Destruction is upon us... So drink your days away." He then fell
asleep. I guess the apocolypse wasn't as dire as we thought...