Give Up Your Seat or Be Verbally Massacred
Dear "Pathetic Pink Prada", "Obnoxious Cellphone Man-Whore", and "Little Miss Overworked Poser with Attitude":
When "Crippled with Arthritis" gets on the standing-room-only bus, cane in hand, you are required to give up your seat. This is brainstem behavior people, it's reflexive, as in "no thinking required". Don't sit there and stare at the floor as if your eyes (and legs) are broken. Even worse, don't stare"Crippled with Arthritis" straight in the eye, as she grasps the pole for dear life, showing that you're not ashamed. Your egocentric-trash-heap of a soul may believe you deserve that seat, but in the real world, you aren't worth my turds let alone a bus seat. They have even posted signs for brainstem-comprimised robots like yourselves detailing what to do when a disabled person gets on the bus. That poor woman had to crawl all the way back to my seat in the last row so that she could sit down. Even if you pride yourself on being inconsiderate-bottom feeders, you could at least do the rational thing and hand over your seat, the seat you don't deserve. Has the world come to this? You're so lucky that you got off before I worked my way to the front. Had I made it in time, you would have understood what an embarrassment you are to society, what a waste of space and time you turned out to be. You got off easy this time.
FYI, I've put my grandmother's famous Lithuanian curse on you. Karma sucks for people like you, and I can't wait.