Yesterday I had the pleasure of smelling the breath of a man riding IN FRONT OF ME on the bus! He was talking on a cell phone, I'm surprised the damn thing didn't melt. OMG, it was horrible...shit smelled like hot garbage. The poor fellow sitting next to him looked like he wanted to cry, he had the window seat and he just kept turning his head. I thought the poor guy's head would do a 360 like Linda Blair's in The Exorcist, he was turning his neck hard to get away from that horrific breath. When the we reached his stop, he damn near ran off the bus. It may not have been his actual stop, he may have said "fuck it, I will walk the rest of the way". Damn, how could a person not know their breath is that bad? Doesn't he have friends? I'm sure that person on the receiving end of that cell phone could smell it too.