Dependably undependable and filled with people who might as well be green, the G train received it's first representative ghoul. A pageant show was held for G train riders to decide who could stand tall as a the G line's embodiment of strange bodies. After some rounds filled with love songs for the G, solutions to smells and Ms.His...a winner was chosen.
Now, if we could only solve that whole nuclear warfare thing.
Spill Your Guts