Gothamist - Sure, the ONE time we don’t stay out on a Saturday night raging until 3 a.m. at The Charleston we miss out on this hilarious spontaneous group sing-a-long of Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody on the L train as it rolled out of Bedford Ave to Manhattan. Thankfully one astute observer turned on his or her cellphone to preserve the moment for all time.
I would rather be hit by this train than ride it. Short of riding a 4 train back from Yankee Stadium with Yankees fans singing “New York, New York” with Dwight Howard as the conductor and Penn State sympathizers chanting We Are, this 3am L Train has gotta be the worst subway experience I can imagine. I’d rather be on a rush hour train packed ass to dick with Cubicle Monkeys and ill mannered Asians heading into the office than on this hipster train of douche.