Frustrated hobo: What are you looking for?
Batty bag lady: A car!
Frustrated hobo: Well, what kind of car?
Batty bag lady: A car I can pee between!
–Eldridge & Broome
Overheard by: Nic
Frustrated hobo: What are you looking for?
Batty bag lady: A car!
Frustrated hobo: Well, what kind of car?
Batty bag lady: A car I can pee between!
–Eldridge & Broome
Overheard by: Nic
11 year-old boy throwing water balloon back and forth: It's like a hymen, perfectly intact after a minor rape! (balloon is thrown to him and bursts all over him) Oh, sweet hymen juices!
–Tompkins Square Park
Eight-year-old boy to another: God, just drink your spit!
–90th St & 2nd Ave
Drunk hobo with hand-down pants: I'm not going to ejaculate! (repeats it over and over)
–D Train
Overheard by: seat changer
Blind woman to blind friend: Sweaty people suck.
–W 23rd Street
Overheard by: Cool and Dry
Little girl: I don't like boys! They're mean and they sweat a lot!
–2nd & Ave A
Young girl to boy: Ewwww, I'm dripping cum!
–Hester & Allen
Overheard by: lower east side
Hobo: Can I ask you a Republican question?
Girl: Yes.
Hobo: Do you like Christmas?
–1 train
Chick on cell: That sounds good. Oh yeah…you promise? Well I guess we could manage that around 8 o’ clock at Starbucks.
Hobo: Girl, you’re dirty. At a coffee shop?
–Central Park
Overheard by: Ester Ellis
Hobo to young man getting out of a cab: Can you spare some change? (shakes cup in front of him)
Young man: No, thanks, I've already got a cup.
–E 10th & 1st
Overheard by: Dan
Guy: Here you go, brother.
Hobo: Thanks. Hey, are you the guy who asked me for a remix?
–A train
Overheard by: quiubomona
Hobo: Can you spare some change?
Chick: No, sorry.
Hobo: I know you hate me…I hate myself, too.
–8th & Broadway
Overheard by: Fleur Massena
Hobo: Hey, can I clean the snow off your car for a dollar?
Girl cleaning car: Ummm, no way.
Hobo: Even when it’s cold white people are assholes.
Girl cleaning car, to passerby: I don’t want his smelly ass touching my baby.
–115th St & Frederick Douglass Blvd
Overheard by: Paula
Bag lady: Don’t you call me no grandma! That ain’t right. I’m a ‘nana,’ not a ‘grandma.’
Hobo: I ain’t call you no grandma — I called you a old lady.
Bag lady: Oh, okay. Yeah, that’s right, ’cause I ain’t no grandma!
–145th & St. Nicholas Ave
Overheard by: Big Momma’s Biscuit Eater
Hobo: I’m sick of this city, I tell you. Please help me get out of here…Hey, did you just give me 2 pennies?
Guy: 3, actually.
Hobo: Ah, motherfucker! What the hell am I going to do with this?
–Times Square
