Boyfriend: It’s called Taormina.
Girlfriend: Tromina?
Boyfriend: No, Taormina.
Girlfriend: Tarmina?
Boyfriend: No, tah-or-min-ah.
Girlfriend: Ta-roh-min-ah?
Boyfriend: How can you not say this? We’re fucking Italian!
–Mulberry St, Little Italy
Boyfriend: It’s called Taormina.
Girlfriend: Tromina?
Boyfriend: No, Taormina.
Girlfriend: Tarmina?
Boyfriend: No, tah-or-min-ah.
Girlfriend: Ta-roh-min-ah?
Boyfriend: How can you not say this? We’re fucking Italian!
–Mulberry St, Little Italy
Girlfriend: I’m not feeling so good.
Boyfriend: Why? What’s wrong?
Girlfriend: I feel queasy and dizzy.
Boyfriend: What if you were pregnant?
Girlfriend: By what? Immaculate conception? Or your finger?
–13th St & 4th Ave
Overheard by: Biscuit-lover
Overly talkative man, after seeing “transparent monument” exhibit: I saw a white cloud and a gray cloud but I didn’t see no black cloud…If I was Native American I would see a red cloud!
Man’s Asian girlfriend: Or a purple one!
Overly talkative man: What?!
–Elevator, The Met
Overheard by: liselle boyette
Young lady: Fuck you, motherfucker!
Boyfriend: C’mon, baby, she dint mean nuttin’ to me.
Young lady: That’s it. You ain’t gettin’ it no more! I wouldn’t fuck you with the cat’s pussy!
Boyfriend: Alright den, the hell with you! Bye–but dem legs are gonna bring you down!
–Queens Bus Stop
Girlfriend: I just don’t know what else I’d do for a career. I don’t know how to do anything else.
Boyfriend: That’s silly. You’d be a great secretary!
Boyfriend: What? I mean like a high powered executive secretary.
–1st & 1st
Polite diner: So would you?
Girlfriend: Would I what?
Polite diner: Lick your own vagina if you could.
Girlfriend: Absolutely not.
Polite diner: Well I would, it’s delicious.
–Restaurant, 11th & 2nd
Woman on cell: I have to get home so I can put away the b‑o-n‑g.
–19th & Broadway
Overheard by: Kyle
Man in light green suit with orange-red gators: Read the bible tonight. Don’t smoke that Scooby Doobie Doo. Don’t get high tonight!
–125th & Lenox
Overheard by: Plausible
Young hipster: So I said, “Mom, did you smoke with me?”
–Central Park Reservoir
Angry girlfriend to boyfriend: Okay, so you don’t want me smoking pot, you don’t want me smoking cigarettes or cloves, you don’t want me chewing gum and now you don’t like lollipops? So tell me, Peter, what can I put in my mouth that’s okay with you?
–L Train
Overheard by: It’s me, bitches.
Teacher: Steve*, I need to talk to your pot dealer, because the stuff you’re smoking is really good.
–Cooper Union
Overheard by: me too
Guy talking on blue tooth: I should be there in about 45 minutes. (pause) Yeah, I’m serious! (pause) Look. I got an idea for ya. Why don’t you go roll a big fat blunt, smoke it until you can’t see anymore and then I’ll be there. Alright? Bye.
–8th Ave & 27th St
Overheard by: Erica Friedman
Girl: I mean honestly, who at NYU doesn’t smell like weed?
–Washington Square Park
Thug in truck to guy kissing his girlfriend: Oh, get a room dude!
Guy kissing his girlfriend: Get a girl!
–82nd St
Guy to girlfriend and friend: Goddammit, neither one of you is a gay man trapped in a woman’s body.
–8th & 9th
Overheard by: cracking up
Girl on cell: Are all she-males gay? Cause if they’re into women, sign me up.
–Astor Place
Teen on cell: Dudes have, like, purses here…
–110th & Broadway
Overheard by: Al-master
Guy to friend: She’s not a tranny, but she’s, y’know: tran‑y.
–Grand St & Bedford Ave
Overheard by: KateM
Man on cell: You and I are both complex women. It’s more complicated than that.
–21st St & 8th Ave
Overheard by: Ben
Chick #1: …so we fucked and then he didn’t call.
Chick #2: And you’re surprised? This is the third guy in 2 weeks who hasn’t called.
Chick #1: I know, but why don’t they ever call?
Chick #2: Probably because–don’t hate me for this, k?–but you’re kind of easy.
–Garden of Eden, 14th Street
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