Archive for the ‘The Village’ Category

Wednes­day-One-Lin­er and Dis­or­der­ly

Stu­dent: I feel like I’m drunk. Like when I was six.

–Mid­dle School Dance, Span­ish Harlem

Six-year-old girl: I drank beer once and I went crazy!

–Cen­tral Park

Dad, about his young son who has just run face-first in­to a chair: Don’t wor­ry about him, he’s just drunk.

–In­di­an Road Cafe, In­wood

Over­heard by: Rose Fox

Five-year-old boy: Next stop, wine store!

–Uni­ver­si­ty & 9th St

Wednes­day One-Lin­ers Are An­oth­er Year Old­er but None the Wis­er

20-some­thing: I did­n’t even re­al­ize it was my birth­day un­til I checked Face­book!

–Up­per West Side

Over­heard by: mtraine­ti­quette

Girl to friend: We should cel­e­brate tonight–it’s my half birth­day in 10 days.

–Croc­o­dile Lounge, E 14th St

Tourist: See no­body is wear­ing birth­day scars…

–34th St & 5th Ave

Guy to girl: Wait, did you re­al­ly be­lieve I was go­ing to get you a Hel­lo Kit­ty vi­bra­tor for your birth­day?

–45th & 8th

Drunk girl to hobo: It’s my birth­day! You should be giv­ing *me* mon­ey!

–111 & Broad­way

A Smor­gash­board Of Wednes­day One-Lin­ers

Woman to man: I know! I don’t fry any­thing. I don’t even fry my food any­more.

–47th & 6th

Over­heard by: A very dis­turbed News­bun­ny

Old Jew­ish woman to hus­band hold­ing restau­rant left­overs: It’s a sin to waste that food. You could send it to Is­rael!

–Up­per West Side

Over­heard by: What a waste!

Prep­py guy: At least *I’m* not the one mo­lest­ing fic­tion­al ce­re­al pitch­men.

–Park Slope, Brook­lyn

Over­heard by: La­dle

Girl on cell, talk­ing loud­ly: I don’t know what I want, but what­ev­er I want, I want French fries with it.

–John St

Prep­py girl on cell: Do they study eggs? (pause) Eggs! (pause) Do they study eggs?

–Times Square

Fe­male new stu­dent to boyfriend: You have to stop with this whole bur­ri­to-is-a-dick thing.

–6th Ave & 13th St

Over­heard by: Catie

Are Wednes­day One-Lin­ers Fun­ny Ha-Ha, or Fun­ny-Pe­cu­liar?

Guy eat­ing pan­cakes: Every­thing’s fun­ny in ret­ro­spect, like the time I got that screw­driv­er stuck in my eye.

–IHOP, Brook­lyn

An­cient Greek civ­i­liza­tion pro­fes­sor: A sex­u­al act, in some sense, for an ob­serv­er is fun­ny.

–Hunter Col­lege

Crazy la­dy: All the pros­ti­tutes need to be round­ed up and stuck in church­es! (teen girl laughs) You think that’s fun­ny? It’s not gonna be fun­ny when you are in a hos­pi­tal ad­dict­ed to crack!

–Wa­ter St & Broad St

Girl to her friend: Would­n’t it be fun­ny if hu­man be­ings could on­ly walk for­ward and back­wards?

–8th St & 2nd Ave

La­dy sit­ting with girl­friends: It’s fun­ny be­cause I’m preg­nant, and he does­n’t know.

–Star­bucks

Drunk­en Jets fan to friends in Jets jer­seys: That’s not fun­ny. You want to see some­thing fun­ny? (grabs wood­en sign­post, slams fore­head in­to it) That’s fun­ny!

–W 4th & Bar­row

Over­heard by: ji­ra mon­key

Wednes­day One-Lin­ers You Can Dance to

Dude: He’s the black, blind Mo­town equiv­a­lent of Ken­ny G.

–113th & Am­s­ter­dam

Over­heard by: Wild Dog Boy

Girl, while leav­ing screen­ing of “I am leg­end”: Okay… I can­not be­lieve the woman did not know Bob Mar­ley! I mean, that had to be the most un­re­al­is­tic thing in that en­tire film.

–Fresh Mead­ows, Queens

Over­heard by: hm­mm…

Curly-haired chick: Has New Or­der be­come an okay kinky sex back­ground band? Am I *old*?

–113th & Broad­way

Over­heard by: Poo­gins

Guy, stand­ing next to guy lis­ten­ing to Jour­ney on his iPod: Get away from me! Just get the fuck away from me!

–2 Train

Dumb girl dressed like Scary Spice en route to the con­cert: Yeah, a lot of peo­ple think that the Spice Girls like, re­in­stat­ed fem­i­nism.

–NJ Tran­sit

Yale grad: Em­inem has a won­der­ful sense of me­ter.

–Court St., Brook­lyn

Over­heard by: Justin Case­ment

Queer: We on­ly stayed for 15 min­utes, I’m not that in­to karaoke. And when a coven of les­bians start cast­ing their spells to “My Sharona”, I was out­ta there.”

–Cham­bers & Green­wich

Over­heard by: Grand Witch Muffy

Wednes­day One-lin­ers Lunch Hour