Little boy in a bodega to mom: Why do you have to be eighteen to buy tobacco? It's just a sauce!
Mom: No, sweetie, that's tabasco.
Little boy: Ohhhhhhhh.
Mom: Makes sense, ya?
–9th St & Ave A
Overheard by: hottamali
Little boy in a bodega to mom: Why do you have to be eighteen to buy tobacco? It's just a sauce!
Mom: No, sweetie, that's tabasco.
Little boy: Ohhhhhhhh.
Mom: Makes sense, ya?
–9th St & Ave A
Overheard by: hottamali
Five-year-old black girl: Let's play I spy!
Six-year-old black girl: I spy… Something brown!
Five-year-old black girl: The chair!
Six-year-old black girl: No.
Five-year-old black girl: The door!
Six-year-old black girl: No.
Five-year-old black girl: Us!
Six-year-old black girl: No… We're black, stupid!
–Waiting Room, Eye & Ear Hospital
Little boy, looking at bus ad: Mommy, who is he?
Mother: That's Judge Judy.
–16th St & 1st Ave
Overheard by: Joe Masilotti
Mother: Ouch! Billy, you bit me on my eczema!
Billy: Sorry, mom.
–42nd & 8th
10-year-old girl, looking at jack-o'-lantern: Look at Mr Pumpkinhead!
8-year-old girl: It's rude to call someone “pumpkinhead.”
10-year-old girl: It's not rude, he ain't got no legs!
8-year-old girl, singing to herself: Touch my money, I'll break your face…
–Pathmark, 145th St
Six-year-old boy #1: Poop fart! Poop fart poop fart poop fart. Poop fart!
Six-year-old boy #2: Okay, you win.
–112th St & Broadway
Overheard by: Samantha
Kid on cell: So I rubbed it really hard and really fast… and I made her throw up.
–Marble Hill High School
Drinker to friend, while playing flip cup: I will throw up in your pussy wagon.
–Whiskey Tavern, Chinatown
Woman: I'm really glad it wasn't the Prozac making her throw up… just her other meds.
–33rd St & Park Ave
Girl: My uterus is vomiting!
–Bard High School, Queens
Overheard by: Sunny
Small boy zipping by on scooter: What's that word again?
Mother, following behind him: “Conspiracy.”
Small boy: Tax conspiracy!
–Prospect Heights, Brooklyn
Overheard by: Katie Naum
Mom #1, about sniffly kid: Don't worry, my kid's not sick. He's just sad.
Mom #2, to kid: Aw, why are you sad?
Kid to mom #2: Because my poopie won't come out.
Mom #2 to kid: Don't worry, I get sad too when my poopie doesn't come out.
Mom #1 to kid: See, I told you it happens to everyone.
–79th St & West End
