Hobo #1: Check this out.
He spits something across the car.
Hobo #2: What was that?
Hobo #1: Tooth.
Hobo #2: Nice, nice.
–F train
A junkie hobo walks directly into the store’s window, almost breaking his nose. Seeing this, his homeless buddy responds, rather outraged: Again?!
–Dunkin Donuts, 23rd St. between Broadway & Park
Overheard by: Astrid Vanderpool
Stoner: What do you have ready?
Cashier: Chicken.
Stoner: What kind of chicken?
Cashier: It’s called fried chicken.
–Palace Fried Chicken
Overheard by: Brian
Gangsta Chick: Oh my god, guys, look at him!
Guy #1: What?
Guy #2: What's he doing with your mirror?
Stoned Guy: I'm on tv! (manic laugh)
–B64 Bus
Overheard by: Ben
Stoner: How do you spell “helter skelter”?
Friend: …exactly like it sounds.
Stoner: H-e-l-k-e-t-o-r s-k-e-l-e-t-o-r?
Friend: (shakes head in dismay)
–N Train
New wave boy: You're like Lou Reed with a vagina.
New wave girl: Since when did he not have one?
Random stoner friend: Hey, do you want to get Indian food!?
New wave girl: What would Lou Reed do?
–2nd Ave &14th
Overheard by: Mischa
Teen girl #1: Well, what’s more important right now? Going to the movies or getting stoned?
Teen girl #2: God, I don’t know…It’s ten dollars either way.
–Columbus Circle station
Overheard by: djlindee
Stoned hipster girl #1: Have you looked at your chest recently?
Stoned hipster girl #2: Have you looked at your tortilla? It looks like you smeared it with shit.
–93rd & Broadway
Stoner #1: I’m drunk. And I am high.
Stoner #2: I know you are. But… what am I?
Both stoners: Whoa.
–Bleecker & Thompson
Stoner #1 reading Hustler: Hey… Hey, man, check this out — I… like… it… when… my… boyfriend? … And… I… do… it… in… the… Oh, bathroom!
Stoner #2: You alright man?
Stoner #1: I can’t read… or… something.
Stoner #2: I never read Hustler. There’s no point, man. Right?
Stoner #1: I have no idea, but it’s hot.
Stoner #2: You wanna get some weed?
Stoner #1: Is there weed in [reads screen] … Ronkork? Rangenkem? Bombonkama? Uh…
Stoner #2: Ronkonkoma?
Stoner #1: Yeah!
–Penn Station
Guy: Wow, I just realized something. Smell that. Manhattan really smells like Froot Loops.
Girl: Really? [She sniffs.]Guy: Yeah. Damn, I gotta lay off the Froot Loops.
Girl: No, Mike, you gotta lay off the pot.
–8th & West 55th
Overheard by: Roger
