This was around 4pm on Tuesday on the Brown Line between the Fullerton and Diversey stop.
You: Mid 20's, 5'11, 180, green Abercrombie polo shirt with designer jeans. You hadn't shaved in a couple days and had slightly greased hair with a collack that went left to right. You kept giggling like a 10 year old and yelling "I'm Rick James bitch" to your friends.