Subway announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, please be aware that there is no V train service on the weekends… That’s V as in ‘vomit.’ –57th St station Overheard by: heroine in iniquity Gotti-looking girl: Yeah, and I wasn’t having a good time so she was like, ‘Why didn’t you just get drunk and throw up on him?’ and I was like, ‘Because I’m not gonna stoop to his level. I’ll just have someone break his legs.’ –LIRR Hicksville Overheard by: Sarah Conductor: No fighting, no throwing up. –LIRR train Overheard by: Kristen Drunk frat boy: Yo, man, what’s your poison tonight? What do you feel like tasting on the way up, bro? Do you want a puke jager? Do you want a puke jager? –PATH to Christopher St Metal guy to friend: I’m tellin’ you, if you gotta throw up you can’t beat pancakes and syrup. –Burger King, 34th St Overheard by: Glad I was done eating Irish girl: It was a great night! No one peed in the shower, no one puked in their purse… None of that ever happened! –168th & Ft Washington Ave