Archive for 2006

Ah, Childhood

Teenage gang chick with comb in hair: So, my momma sez, so, show me yo’ socks, yo’ shoes…no, the inside of yo’ shoes…and she’s like, take out this blade and this blade and this blade, and I’m like Yo, I need protection! And she’s like Yo, you gots your comb and shit…How does she know this shit? –A train downtown, 145th st

Next Time Try It on a Goth Kid

Crazy old lady to young clerk: Whatsa matter, you don’t like old ladies? If I was forty years younger, I would eat you up like an, like an apple. [to older clerk] C’mere gimme a kiss. C’mon gimme a kiss. What are you, scared? I’d have you laying out in my funeral parlour in a pine box. What do you think if we skinned the knish? They’ll wrap you in sheet and ship you back to Yemen. You want to ride the bull with me? You’ll decide you love America. –Grand & Bushwick, Williamsburg