Boys

Girl on cell: I don't know what it is with me and virgins. I think I've collected like four virgin scalps.

–Q58 Bus

Overheard by: Tom

Cashier, screaming to friend cashier: But why do you have to tell everyone that he's the guy who popped my cherry?

–72nd & 1st

Overheard by: tomas

Ghetto girl: If you got finger-popped, you ain't no virgin.

–Downtown 6 Train

Overheard by: Jake M

Teen boy on cell: Of course I don't have any kids! Girl, you know I'm pure–like water in Africa.

–Manhattan Ave & 123rd St.

Overheard by: CreativeBunny

Hispanic girl, loudly to a group of friends : I mean, I'm still a virgin and I have three STDs!

–Ave C

Little boy #1: I had a fight!
Little boy #2 (clearly impressed): You did? Who did you fight?
Little boy #1, gesturing at toddler in stroller: Her.
Little boy #2 (scornfully): You didn't fight her! You bit her!

–Laundromat, Brooklyn

Overheard by: little o

Girl in back of crowd: Meow!
Boy in front of crowd: Meredith!? Is that you!?

–Astor Place

Mother to son, as he exits camel ride: Were you scared?
Son: The part that was scariest was the germs.

–Bronx Zoo

Overheard by: mully

Teen boy #1: Yo, pussy!
Teen boy #2: You just called me a pussy?
Teen boy #1: You are what you eat!

–Astor Place

Overheard by: Jenya

Boy: Where did Mama go?
Dad: To the ladies’ bathroom. She’s a lady.
Boy: She’s not a lady!
Dad: She’s not?
Boy: No way!

–Waldorf-Astoria men’s room

Girl #1: Your mama is so fat that she jumped in the pool and yelled “2012!”
Girl #2: What?
Boy: Have you heard of “yo mama” jokes?

–Harman St, Ridgewood

Overheard by: John Ainley

Trendy homo: Last Tuesday was so much fun!
Boy toy: Last Tuesday is when I broke up with you.
Trendy homo: Yea, but nothing has really changed. I just don't have to say “I love you” anymore when we're having sex.

–56th & 9th

Girl, after writing essay: You know how she asked us to write what we thought?
Boy: Yeah.
Girl: I put down that I needed to blow my nose.

–NYU

Mother on stoop: You need to get inside this house, now.
Fat 11-year old boy: Ten more minutes!
Mother: No, now.
Fat 11-year old boy (yelling): Ten! More! Minutes!
Mother: Don't make me call the cops!

–23rd & 4th Ave, Brooklyn

Overheard by: Claire H.