Archive for the ‘Strippers’ Category

There Are No Small Wednesdays– Only Small One-Liners.

Girl on cell, defiantly: Listen, I can keep my midget in your closet whenever I damn please! –72nd & Columbus Man handing out cards to random passers-by: They have midget strippers, buddy, and you can bring your guitar! –42nd & 7th Overheard by: Katy Guy, to friend: You can't call yourself a grown man if you sit down and your feet dangle off the chair. –Victoria's Secret Overheard by: Emm Black guy pushing cart: Man, I miss my two-headed midget friend… He was my best man. –Union Square Woman on cell: Have I been an angry little munchkin? –Whole Foods, Union Square Overheard by: TheMac

Wednesday One-Liners Don Protective Camouflage

Suit: So, you wanna bring the strippers to paintball? –45th St & Ave of the Americas Suit: They are not stupid people, even though they are from the Midwest. –53rd & Park Overheard by: MJ Suit: We’re meeting in conference room G, but there’s still blood in there from the last meeting. –53rd & Park Overheard by: Russo Suit whispering baby talk into another’s ear: Freddie, wash my butthole. –Brooklyn-bound Q train Late-50s suit to another: My next-door neighbors, they don’t know how to communicate with their Mexicans. –N & R platform, 49th St Overheard by: Wish I could have heard more Suit to another: I don’t care what they say — once a french maid, always a french maid. –Rockefeller Center Suit on cell: If it wasn’t for goat’s milk I don’t know how I would’ve made it through college. –45th St & 6th Ave Overheard by: y2jon