And now, in this corner...

So I'm riding the bus and it's crowded. There are more people than usual riding this day. There are several people standing in the exit doorway at the back as usual. For some reason, Black people don't like having to share the two person seating so there are a lot of seats available still. Suddenly, I hear the "Stop Requested" bell and a very large guy gets up. Very. Large. Guy. Now, maybe it's because I'm seated and he was standing on the steps at the back of the bus but this guy seemed as though he was 7 feet tall to me. "Ogre tall" would be the way I would describe him if I had to fill out a police report. As he pardons himself to get through the crowd, another, much skinnier guy gives him the evil eye. Well, maybe I should clarify the look. It was more like the evil eye mixed with a healthy dose of the stank eye and sizing up with a pinch of "fuck you mean" and "I ain't scared of you" added for good measure. What was funny about it was that none of that was directed at the big guy where he could notice it and he reached his stop and left. Then that is when the comedy show began. The skinny guy suddenly became the toughest guy on the bus. He called Ogre dude every name in the book and made up a few new ones for good measure. He spoke of Ogre dude's questionable lineage and the legitimacy of his birth, his grooming habits and whether or not he was fully human. Everything he said was so inflammatory that it would have surely started a fight on the bus...if Ogre dude heard any of it. You see, Skinny dude was one of those guys that talk mad shit when you can't hear any of it but says nothing when you are face to face. "Why was he so mad," you ask? Simply put, he was mad because Ogre dude pushed his way off the bus through the three people standing in the doorway and his manhood was challenged because he was too light in the ass to stop him and he was manhandled. As my Urban Brethren would say, "You need to get your weight up, son!"