Complete strangers joined together to tell off a subway harasser in the best possible way.

Complete strangers joined together to tell off a subway harasser in the best possible way.
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This is the true story of how one pop group rescued forever the mornings of female commuters.

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His game is kinda weak and I know that he cannot approach me.
(stock photo, but she gets it.)

Olivia Cole is a writer in Chicago who witnessed some serious next-level badassery and relayed the whole thing on twitter. This is the kind of thing you dream about when you are screaming into a karaoke mic, but in real life with real results.

So, let her give you something to think about...


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If you're not imagining T-Boz working her neck, you're not fully appreciating the magic of what happened on that train in Chicago today.

The moral of the story? If she's looking like class, and he's looking like ass, she can't get with no dead beat trash.

Oh yes, son, I'm talkin' to you.


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