Culture on the Cheap
Reader Contribution Du Jour: G Is For…
Filed under: Bum Shit, Crosstown Local, Dung of the Day, Greenpoint Magic, Long Island City, Other Shit
Gee, that’s REALLY FUCKING GROSS.
This evening I received a most curious email from a gentleman named Angel. It was entitled “A step up from Dog Shit, as seen on the G on Court Sq.” and it read as follows:
Here’s my 2 cents for NewYorkShitty.com before 08 comes to an end…
Me and my family saw this (and laughed hard as I took out the camera without hesitation) on our way into the first G car on Court Sq. (headed towards Greenpoint of course) First thing that came to my mind. “This is so NewYorkShitty.com material”
Intrigued, I clicked my way over to Gubatron’s flickr page. The following is what awaited my delectation.
I have to confess: this image gave me goosebumps. They were not of the warm and fuzzy “I just had my first kiss” variety. Rather, it was more like the onset of a case of stomach flu —which I suspect is what the person who left this, the most piquant and direct critique of Crosstown Local service I have ever beheld, was probably experiencing. What’s more, it is one of the most disgusting things I have ever seen on the G train. And for the record, that includes two subway masturbators and this.
WAY TO GO GUBATRON!
The next time, dear readers, you get angry because you didn’t get a seat while commuting on our very own G train think of the above image. Sometimes it’s just better to stand.
Photo Credit: Gubatron