Thank God for earphones.
I was on the way back from my Poetry class this afternoon when I thought I was going to die. I was looking at a large Mexican man sitting across the aisle from me, when suddenly I laughed, while staring directly at him. Thankfully, my headphones were wrapped around my ears so I think he assumed I was reacting to something I'd heard.
I wasn't.
I was looking at this Mexican; short, powerful looking, wearing dark sun glasses and a greasy ponytail, when I noticed a tattoo on his arm. What was it, you ask?

Yes. PEBBLES FLINTSTONE. It takes a special kind of bad ass to pull this off. This however, did not crack me. It wasn't until he pulled his MP3 player from his pocket and popped in earphones of his own that I lost it. This burly Hispanic produced a HOT PINK MP3 player the size of a Tic Tacs container. I've never fought so hard to withhold laughter. I failed.

I could have died.
Thank God for earphones.