Violence

Chick #1: I wonder why they call it TP-ing a house…
Chick #2: Maybe it stands for ‘toilet paper.’
Chick #1: That doesn’t make any sense!

–74th & Broadway

Overheard by: Kirby J

Conductor: Due to an incident, the L train is now running at a slower speed.
Chick, to friend: You see?! You see?! It’s always a body with the L train. With the L train it’s always a body.

–L train, 6th Ave

Overheard by: Hannah

Dude #1: The Japanese can’t be that racist!
Dude #2: All I’m saying is, drop another couple of nukes on them and they’re still going to hate the blacks.

–Eastchester & Morris Park, Bronx

Two-year-old boy into broken cell: Hello? Hello?
Mom: That’s right!
Two-year-old boy: Mommy? Mommy! Mommy!
Mom: Honey, no yelling!
Two-year-old boy, whispering: Mommy! Mommy! [Turns the cell around, using it as a gun.] Bam! Bam! Bam, bam, bam! [Starts ‘shooting’ passengers.] Bam! Bam! Bam!
Mom: Honey! No acts of violence!

–Brooklyn-bound Q train

Overheard by:

Girl #1: Anyhow, I kept telling him no, but he did. Then this morning I realized that I was raped.
Girl #2: Oh my god…
Girl #1: Yeah, but it was the best sex I ever had. But I didn’t want it.

–B train

Late twenties girl: Were you part of that food fight Friday night?
Early thirties guy: Yeah, I got hit with a buttered roll. Someone actually buttered the roll before they threw it.

–6 train

Overheard by: Erica

Chick: What the hell you doin’ goin’ around hittin’ on other women?
Boyfriend: It ain’t like that! It ain’t like that!
Chick: What’s the matter witchoo?! [Slaps him.]Boyfriend: I just want to know if I still got it!

–Meatpacking District

Big black woman to son: I’m gonna smack you so hard, you’re gonna taste it!
Son, wailing: I don’t want to taste it!
Passerby: I don’t want to taste it either.

–74th St-Roosevelt Ave station

Woman #1, looking at Bodog Fight poster: Man, that fight can’t be real, those guys are way too old. That fight is going to suck.
Woman #2: I heard that.
Woman #1: Don’t they have fights between little celebrities?
Woman #2: Uh…
Woman #1: I think I saw Webster, you know, Emmanuel Lewis, fighting that little motherfucker from Diff’rent Strokes. What’s his real name?
Woman #2: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Woman #1: Well, that’s the fight I want to see.

–B train

Yuppie: You know, that’s a very expensive beer you’re not drinking.
Girlfriend: Can’t we have one night where you don’t quote American Psycho?
Yuppie: Oh, he bought her Chardonnay. Don’t worry, I’m not a Chardonnay guy.
Girlfriend: Whatever. Just don’t nail-gun me in my sleep tonight. Again.

–Iggy’s on Rivington