Department of Bombland Security

realmenofgenius.jpgThat’s what the box said.

Department of Bombland Security.

Here’s to you, mister disrupt a major transit system guy. You saw fit to do it on the hottest day of the year, in the middle of the afternoon, because dammit, that’s just the most inconvenient time to do it. When everyone will be walking home, or stuck on a platform, cursing your unknown name.

Nice job, asshole, there’s a special place in hell for you. I raise my glass, and my middle finger, to you.

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

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