WWMJD (What Would Miss J. Do?)

Mom: Honey, smile!
Teen girl: Supermodels don’t smile.

–Central Park

Overheard by: D. Lowy

Girl #1: Let’s take a picture! It’ll be cute! Hee, hee, hee.
Girl #2: No way! I just ate!

–65th & Madison

Overheard by: gabe wigrom

Posted on April 6, 2006
Anger Management, Central Park, Fashion, Food, Jobs & Careers, Manhattan, Parents, Pop Culture, Teens, Upper East Side

Wednesday One-liners Eat Wedding Cake

WASP man: Yeah. I suffered in jail for 16 years with my first wife. My second wife died of cancer after 5 years. I’ve been married to this one a year and a half…Two out of three’s not bad; if this were baseball, I’d be making a mint.

–A train

Overheard by: Lia

Posted on April 5, 2006
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Wednesday One-liners Need an Adapter

Girl: Do you know they make cameras without film now?

–L train

Posted on April 5, 2006
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Wednesday One-liners Use the Blue Parking

Teen girl: So I read that article and cried and cried until my Mom was
like, “Stop crying. You’re retarded.”

–1 train

Posted on April 5, 2006
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Carpenter, Not a Mason

Ghetto guy: I meant to say it like dat, dat’s my new ting, the Jamaican vibe.
Girl : Jamaicans don’t talk like that. Weirdo.
Ghetto guy: Yeah, they do. Hater. I tink usa hater, mon! Blocka, blocka, blocka.
Girl: I’m about to swing a block against your head. I know a lot of Jamaicans. They don’t talk like that.
Ghetto guy: I ain’t pickin at ’em. I just like how they talk. And the day you swing a block at my head, you betta know Jesus!

–Chan Library of Fine Arts, East 78th Street