<b><a href="http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/archives/019755.html">Hasn't That Exhibit Been Done?</a></b><br/>
<!-- ID = 113197 -->Cute girl to drunk friend sitting provocatively with a miniskirt on: Sit up, Beth, your coochie's hangin' out.<br/>Drunk friend: I can't get up. (yelling) Does anyone on this train have a problem with my vagina hanging out?<br/>(train is silent)<br/>Drunk friend: See? No one cares. Vaginas are like modern art these days.<br/>Cute girl: I guess.<br/>Drunk friend: You could take a picture of my snatch right now, frame it, make it look like Warhol, and it would sell in the MoMA for five thousand bucks. Hell, I should be charging admission fees right now. Anyone who comes to see my snatch exhibit and doesn't buy a copy is a misogynist.<br/><br/>--A Train<br/>via <a href="http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/">Overheard in New York</a>, Jul 7, 2009