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Dad: Did you bring your book?
Teen boy: Yeah.
Dad: Oh good; that way we don’t have to talk.

–Tekserve, West 23rd Street

Overheard by: Bethany Murphy

Teen Asian boy: So, the spelling bee–
Teen Indian girl: Was one of the kids Indian?
Teen Asian boy: Yeah, there was an Indian kid and a white kid.
Teen Indian girl: So typical. My parents entered me in a spelling bee and I was fucking horrible.
Teen Asian boy: Ha, ha, ha! Anyway, there were those two kids and I just wanted to throw PlayStations at them and yell, “I’m setting you free! I’m setting you free!”

–McDonalds, Union Square

Overheard by: Rachel W.

Guy #1: My iPod called me a homo this morning.
Guy #2: What?
Guy #1: I had it on shuffle and it played a nonstop string of Rent, Oklahoma, Barbara Streisand, Donna Summer and, best of all, Annie: The Musical.
Guy #2: Wow, you said, “Best of all, Annie.” That’s amazingly gay.

–34th between 7th & 8th

Overheard by: cityhick

Little boy: You know what the problem is with clowns these days? They
try and do magic, too.

–Target, Atlantic Center

Overheard by: Mater Baiter

Hobo: Do you have some change for a homeless man?
Suit: Sorry.
Hobo: Fucking faggot!
Suit: I’m a fucking fag with a warm house.

–Brooklyn Heights

Girl: Well, as a lesbian, it’s not something I understand…
Guy: You mean, she’s a size queen?
Girl: I didn’t say that…but I don’t get it.
Guy: I don’t get it either. I mean, I’ve slammed into someone’s cervix, and it didn’t look like that was too fun for her.
Girl: Well, I guess you have nothing to worry about.

–Under The Volcano, East 36th Street

Woman: It’s going to be a 20 minute wait.
Man: Why don’t you go use the restrooms now?
Woman: It’s okay, I can wait 20 minutes.
Man: If you shit your pants in public again, I’m going to fucking kill
you.

–Veselka, 2nd Avenue

Hobo: Oh, you gonna work this car?
Activist guy: Yeah, I got kinda like a political thing goin’ on here. I hope you don’t mind if I work here.
Hobo: A’right, fine, whateva.

–6 train

Overheard by: shahid waseem

Hobo: Hey, I’m not selling candy for the basketball team. I’m not selling candy for the football team. I’m not selling candy for the afterschool program. In fact, I’m not selling anything. I just want your money so I can buy pot and beer and crack. And Viagara. I hear you need Viagara when you’re on the crack…Hi, miss. You have the prettiest eyes I’ve seen in 20 minutes…You, no! Get out. I am working this car. Get out. No candy!

–5 train

Old woman: I was only a bridesmaid once, and the dresses were just impossible. The color was this menopause blue!

–Jojo, East 64th Street

Overheard by: Molly the Mole

Chick: I got drunk and forgot to take out my last tampon; when the doctor fished it out it was all gray and smelled like Alpo.

–6 train