Six-year old boy: Mom, what’s that?
Loud mother in cheery voice: That’s your prostate!
–Bodies exhibit, South St Seaport
Overheard by: Diana B
Six-year old boy: Mom, what’s that?
Loud mother in cheery voice: That’s your prostate!
–Bodies exhibit, South St Seaport
Overheard by: Diana B
Kid: Dad, what’s a novel?
Dad: It’s a story written down in a book.
Kid: What’s a short story?
Dad, staring at kid: Are you freakin’ kidding me?
–Father Demo Square
Overheard by: z-pfeiff
Teacher: When you grow up you can be anything you want!
Second grader: I can be an elephant?!
–P.S. 121
Little boy #1: I wish dinosaurs lived in Central Park.
Little boy #2: Dinosaurs aren’t real — they’re from the TV.
Little boy #3: Dinosaurs are real, they just live on other planets.
Little boy #2: Like Pluto!
Little boy #1: Pluto isn’t a planet anymore. The scientists blowed it up.
–M86 bus
Overheard by: pluto is still a planet to me
Little girl totters from side to side.
Mom: What are you doing, honey?
Little girl: Today I’m going to walk like Daddy!
–117th & Amsterdam
Overheard by: amused bystander
Little girl after dropping lollipop: Shit!
Mother: Madison!
Little girl: What? It’s not like I said ‘fuck’!
–Dylan’s Candy Bar
Son: … But are they really bad guys, or just guys gone wrong?
Father: Some of these men have committed gruesome killings.
Son: Wow.
Father: It is why I can never be on one of those juries, since I was part of an attempted murder case. I was the killee, not the killer…
–78th & Madison
Overheard by: nyc8675309
Little boy: What is that?
Mom: That’s a brain.
Little boy: Evil brain?
Mom: No, it’s not evil.
–Bodies Exhibit, South St Seaport
Four-year-old boy to random woman: Why did the skeleton go out to dinner?
Woman: Why?
Four-year-old boy: Because he wanted to get some ribs! [Boy and brother laugh hysterically.]Boys’ mom: Oh, Benjamin, you’re so shy.
Four-year-old boy: I’m not shy! I talk a lot because I’m drunk! [Ladies nearby laugh, mother blushes.] … I farted.
–LIRR
Little girl: Mom, I really, really want to jump off!
Mom: No, you really don’t.
–86th floor, Empire State Building
