Ridiculousness is the Big Apple's core value.

Upper East Side, NYC.

Ronald had come a long way, but he still wasn’t above adolescent humor.

Mayfair, London.

Christmas was finally over, but Santa was still trying to make it all about him.

Typical.

Chelsea, NYC.

Every time a subway car smells like B.O. an angel gets his wings.

West Village, NYC.

Reasons to just ridiculously love New York City: Sidewalk doo wop.

Soho, NYC

Dirk thought of childhood summers, of girls in bikinis, cotton candy, the sweet smell of salt and suntan lotion. He hated his job, hated the corporate lackey he had become. Maybe he’d get off at the next stop, escape, find that free spirit he so desperately missed.

Or maybe he’d just sit there.

Soho, NYC.

There’s nothing more life affirming than a train full of BO on a hot summer day.

Midtown, NYC.

Another reason to complain about the MTA.

Throwback Thursday… Canal Street Station, NYC.

Leave no ridiculous stone unturned.

West 4th Street Station, NYC.

All the better to hear you with.

14th Street Station, NYC.

He’s getting more mileage out of that jacket than he knows…

Union Square Station, NYC.

So many ways to make that “WET PAINT” sign work for you. This interpretation brought to you by the fans of T Pain. Represent.

West 4th Street Station, NYC.

Another reason to complain about the MTA.

Canal Street Station, NYC.