Archive for September, 2009

A Jersey Boy and an LA Girl, But It Was New York That Brought Them Together

Guido in Mercedes, honking horn: Yo!
(jogging hottie ignores him)
Guido
: Can I talk to you?

(jogging hottie ignores him)
Guido
: What's wrong with me, no date?

(jogging hottie ignores him)
Guido
: Is it my hair, my clothes?

Jogging hottie, taking off headphones: I don't date Mercedes C230s.

–West Side Highway Jogging Path

Overheard by: La Diabla

Actually, Something Like This

Unattractive fag hag: So we went out Friday and he slept over afterwards.
Gay male friend: I knew it!
Unattractive fag hag: Yeah, but then like, the next morning, I was in the other room and I overheard him talking on his cell phone and he was saying something about how I was a brown bagger. What does that mean, that it was in the bag? Like, I'm a slut?
Gay male friend: Uhhhh… something like that.

–L Train