Yes, folks, you know what this means - the armpits are back on the T. I was in a stink sammich on the T tonight and it was made of fresh, ripe pits. Mmmmmm, BO& T.
Thankfully, the pollen is also out so my sinuses were too swollen to let in all the stink. But T riders, remember, the magic word is DEODORANT.
Oh, and that rat is STILL THERE at South Station, badly decomposed, but has the same expression on its face. And it, too, stinks.