Archive for the ‘On Cell’ Category

Nice guys can relate

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.”

It’s All Greek to Me

Businessguy: It’s a small world.
Businesschick: Especially in Astoria!
Businessguy: Ha, ha, ha!
Businesschick: Hee, hee. –Midtown office

Alcohol and Nicotine, That’s the Way to Go

Guy on cell: Are you serious?…You really should stop smoking weed and smoking crack. –CVS, 6th Ave. & Bleecker

They Make My Ass Cry Brown Tears

Woman on cell: I think they put onions in my sandwich. I’m running home now, let me call you when I get off the toilet. –Park Slope Overheard by: Anne C.

It’s What God Gave Me

Chick on cell: Yeah, it was huge! They did it like twice, and she had to stay home from work the next day. She’s still sore. Now I’m supposed to see him tonight, and I don’t know what to do…OK, Mom! I’ll talk to you later! –Midtown

Sand to the Beach

Playa on cell: I know there will. That’s why I’m not bringin’ my shortie. You don’t bring sand to the beach, playa. Huh-huh. –Stanton + Forsythe, LES Overheard by: Cityrag.com (Hi, Buddy!)