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I was just standing next to a couple on the subway who were making out like octopuses. Dudes--it's not even nine o'clock and you're on a packed rush hour train. Get a room. Seriously.

When two seats opened up, the woman dashed for one and then looked positively heartbroken when someone other than her honey sat next to her. If you can't stand to be apart from him for the five minutes until the end-of-the-line, maybe you should stand up. Sheesh.