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RE: Texts On A Train!

As Stella was traveling to Chicago, I received some texts:

"Riding on Amtrak to Chicago and some guy just ran up the aisle yelling, "PANCAKES!  SAUSAGE!  SCRAMBLED EGGS!"

"Finally doze off and a heard of Mennonites get on the train and don't SHUT THE FUCK UP, MOTHER FUCKERS!  Also...they are sitting right behind me."

"Ok, I thought this lady sitting by me was retarded...she's not...she has a daughter and is just really socially awkward."
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