Discussion in 'General Chat' started by patrickBOOTH, Nov 18, 2011.
Yeah. Why wipe them on the jacket? Now he has to throw that away, too.
Ex-hippie overvaluing artistry of paint bucket drummer
This is always a white, middle-age out-of-towner (at least as far away as the Hudson Valley) who hasn't been in the subway since tokens and potato chip machines (see Serpico).
He or she may well be the only one standing in front of said drummer eyes closed, nodding their head and smiling as if they're listening to Art Blakey tap skins at the Vanguard. In reality, they're likely listening to an early discharge from Creedmoor taking out his Hulk-like rage on plastic.
They often stand in front of the drummer for an unusually long time, making even the drummer uncomfortable. Sometimes they will have their small grandchildren with them. They will lean down and say something like: "This is where real art happens."
I love Art Blakey.
Somebody got onto the train this morning and smelled exactly like rotten eggs. It was one of two Asians. Not cool, people.
Yesterday going home the train was filled with about a million middle school black girls on a class trip. I am sure you understand.
Yesterday the 2,3 train was inexplicably running on the local track. They announced at 14th street that it would be making express stops on the local track, so would NOT be stopping at 18th, 23rd or 28th street. Guess where it stopped?
Subsequent to that we get to 42nd street and I'm trying to get off the train, but the assholes on the platform have decided that the best place to stand is directly in front of the doors. A full train, trying to empty onto a full platform. Eventually they squeezed apart to make room for one person at a time. Fucking retards would have got on the train significantly quicker if they'd stepped aside. What were they expecting to happen???
rush hour this morning, the train was quite full except for one car which happened to be the one to stop right in front of me. Lucky me! Not so, homeless man stank = empty car.
I love when this happens.
and here is the latest NYC subway fight video that is going viral with close to 800,000 views so far. The love is not for the fight, but for the guy's key mediation techniques.
Guy is trying to be nice by mediating, but he is eating on the subway so clearly a dick. Looks like Doritos, nonetheless.
cheese pringles. But agreed on snacking on the subway.
still, actively fighting makes you WAY more of an asshole than snacking on chips makes you an asshole. All bets are off if you're eating something like spaghetti or chinese.
I'd say it depends. But I can't comment on how the fight started in this video for, well, obvious reasons.
the fight and the snacking were separate. Two people were fighting and kicking each other, and the guy snacking in Pringles simply steps in between them. He doesn't go in and separate them with a "chill the fuck out people", but he literally just steps in between them and continues to snack on his Pringles like nothing else could possibly be going on. No other punches or kicks are thrown beyond that.
I love it.
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