Archive for the ‘Preggers’ Category

Wednesday One-Liners Want Angelina Jolie to Adopt Them

Large black woman to another: So I said to him, “Muthafucka, don’t you know a baby comes out of that shit? Ain’t nothing you got down there gonna hurt me!”

–Fulton St

Old man with thick Russian accent: It is fresher than a baby’s bottom!

–Ave M & E 16th, Brooklyn

Ghetto black guy on phone: Nah, I was locked up, but I’m out now, and she’s tryin’ to say it’s my baby, but that shit ain’t mine.

–Downtown 2 Train

Man on cell, passing adorable child playing with dog: I love fucking babies!

–10th & 53rd

Puerto Rican girl to pregnant friend: You feel like you have to poop, but that’s just the baby.

–36th St & 34th Ave, Astoria

Overheard by: Bryan Bruner

Conductor: Ma’am, please step off the ramp platform and wait until it is safe. (pause) Miss, you’re having a frickin’ baby, get off the ramp! (she does) Thank you.

–Metro-North Rail Tracks

Overheard by: Theonlyonewhoseemedtonotice

Teenage mother to friends, running to catch subway: Last one gets the baby!

–Broadway

Overheard by: Francisco S. Ramírez

Wait!.…Can I Have Your Broken Shoe?

Crazy bag lady in Burger King crown: Oh look, you broke your shoe, and you’re pregnant.
Hugely pregnant woman: Yes.
Crazy bag lady in Burger King crown: Well bitch, just go to the ATM, get $20, and get a new pair of shoes. White folks got all the money.
Hugely pregnant woman: (silence)
Crazy bag lady in Burger King crown: You know what? God broke your shoe. He broke it cause you hate black people.
Hugely pregnant woman: Umm, this is my stop.

–2 Train

Overheard by: courtney

Look, Let’s Just Get a Coathanger. They’re Like 50 Cents, and Then We Can Splurge on a Nice Dinner.

Girlfriend: Oh, by the way, we have to return those things to Macy’s.
Boyfriend: Why?
Girlfriend: Because I need to buy maternity clothes!
Boyfriend: Or we could buy me an airplane ticket, because I’m leaving you.

–F train, Jay St

Overheard by: not certain he was joking

Lesson One: Don’t Sleep with People You Dislike

Preggers: So, are you going to change your phone number?
Baby daddy: Probably.
Preggers: Well, then how can I tell you about the appointments and such?
Baby daddy: You have three of my e‑mail addresses.
Preggers: It’s not my responsibility to e‑mail you when all of this stuff is.
Baby daddy: But you were going to text me when they were? What the fuck?! [Walks away.] 

–Times Square

Overheard by: Bastard children rule!