Pipe down. 

Chelsea, NYC.  

They're not all winners, but they are all ridiculous.

The thinking man's "Sorry I'm late."

Lower East Side, NYC. 

"I don't think this lighting is doing me any favors, Mona."

"Yeah, but it's giving you sort of an 'everyman' appeal. Just go with it." 

West Village, NYC. 

Reasons to just ridiculously love New York City: Because we're all just trying to get a little peace. 

West Village, NYC. 

Al's philosophy had always been, "Put yourself out there and see what happens." This wasn't exactly what he meant.

Chelsea, NYC. 

Dennis regretted leaving that steaming pile of dog poop on the sidewalk the previous morning. 

Union Square, NYC. 

In the latest installment of Ridiculous in the Art World, this Man Ray sculpture up for auction is described as: "One hollow marble cylinder and three identical marble balls."

Okay, Man Ray. 

Midtown, NYC. 

Don't let this baby get away! View full lot details at Phillips right now!

And by "lamb chops" I mean sparkling personality.

Meatpacking, NYC. 

Shout out to my brothers and sisters keeping the flame alive for Milli Vanilli.

Soho, NYC. 

Five bucks says Tupac was not a cat person. 

Chelsea, NYC. 

Throwback Thursday: The mailman proves that necessity is the mother of ridiculousness.

West Village, NYC.

And I'm with shut the hell up. 

Flatiron, NYC. 

That's Vegan for "balls of steel."

Upper East Side, NYC. 

Reasons to just ridiculously love New York City: Because we just read your mind.

Chelsea, NYC. 

Give it up for artist Phoebe New York. Killing it.

Julia's anti-human mentality was taking on categorical nuances. This week it was men and gynecologists. Last week it was toddlers and Eddie Money fans.

Lower East Side, NYC.