Douche(s) of the Day: Subway Partiers
There's nothing wrong with people wanting to party. Get together, dance, get drunk, have sex, and get back to your life the next Monday.
There's also nothing wrong with people wanting to use public transportation to get to where they need to go, unbothered, and free of a bunch of Polo shirt-wearing assholes with facepaint and shitty LMFAO songs.
So when a bunch of idiots overrun a Manhattan subway car and turn it into the lamest rave since every other rave that's taken place, I'm inclined to side with the people who just want to go about their lives peacefully. Honestly, if the people involved didn't seem so brain-dead and just generally awful, I could see the fun in this little exercise, but when it involves lots of neon accessories, bad music and facepaint. FACEPAINT!
So let's strike a deal, why don't we? Keep your little frat-party ragers in the awful clubs that I refuse to patronize, and I won't ride the subway through your parties. Seriously, this party looks more desperate than a pack of guys after the lights come on for last call.