Puerto Rican Teenager #1 in Williamsburg: “Hey, calling someone else gay means that you’re gay!”
Puerto Rican Teenager #2: “Are you calling me gay? ARE YOU CALLING ME GAY? I’m not gay! Bring any woman out here right now, and I will fuck her in front of you all, in front of the world. Anyone. Do it, right now! I will show the whole world that I am not gay! Do you hear me? Do you hear me? I AM NOT GAY!”
Hipster screamed out: “Michael Bloomberg has electricity now!”
Hipster in Williamsburg: I’ve traveled all around the providentials of New England.
Man: Just a little gay boy, yes. But a little gay boy with a big ass dick.
–S. Williamsburg
Ed.: What’s an ass dick?
Young man in a cafe in Williamsburg: “So, what do you do?”
Older man: “I’m an artist–and one of my works is in the Whitney.”
— Grand Cafe, Williamsburg
Where: Diner in Williamsburg
Yuppie on Cell Phone: You should come down! He’s giving a concert tonight at Luxx.
Chick: Yeah, deers aren’t that bad. You’re in trouble if you hit a cow, though. And even worse would be a moose, because if you don’t kill it it’s gonna kill you!
–Williamsburg
Overheard by: Danger!!!!
A hipster girl, walking down Bedford Ave in Williamsburg, talking on her cell phone:
“I didn’t realize what a good boyfriend Matt was…. yeah… he’s too nice, too together, too in touch with his emotions… his only problem is that he doesn’t smoke pot.”
Hipster on cell: You asked me how I’m doing, and I tell you–and then you bring it back to yourself. You always do that.
–Verb, Williamsburg
Asian yuppie: Now I don’t have to be possessive anymore. Instead, I rely on Jesus.
–Grand Cafe, Williamsburg
