Over Heard In New York Saturday

Sista # 1: Looka there! A naked squirrel! Look like he got burnt or somebody shaved him down the middle.
Sista # 2: People be eatin' squirrels now.
Sista # 1: Look like he have a mohawk.
Sista # 2: It's a little squirrel torture place somewhere. Somebody done that to him.
Sista # 1: It'd have to be someone who was raised in the woods. Know how to handle a squirrel.

 

--Union Square

 

Girl # 1: Yo, it'd be so cute if we both lost our virginity this weekend.
Girl # 2: But you're not a virgin
Girl # 1: Oh, right. Dammit.
Bum: If you ain't a virgin, you must be a ho! Don't come back to this church. This is God's place.

--St. John the Divine

 

Girl on cell: So, guess where I am. No, I'm coming out to visit you! Well, okay, can I stay with you for a few days? I got kicked out of my apartment. I'll find a new one soon. Why what? Oh, why did I get kicked out? Well, I crashed my landlord's Ferrari...Well, I was drinking. You know me!

--Penn Station, LIRR

 

Girl on cell: Oh my god, I've been having the shittiest day today. No, it has nothing to do with our conversation this morning. Listen, believe it or not, I can have a shitty day that has nothing to do with you...Ugh, I have no idea why I called you. [hangs up] My fucking dad. I can't even get a sympathy "it's all rainbows and bunnies" phone-hug from him!

--Union Square W & 15th

 

Guy: I'm looking for something Onassis-like.
Salesgirl: Jackie or Ari?

--Sunglass Hut, Spring & W Broadway

 

Old lady # 1: So you're gonna pour gasoline on him, and I'm gonna light the match.
Old lady # 2: Mm hmm.

--114th & 5th

 

Woman holding baby: Excuse me, what did you say?
Woman with clipboard: I asked you if you would like to join the Democratic Party.
Woman holding baby: No, I'm not poor!

--Washington Square Park

 

Man: You know, there was this electric wheelchair woman, she saw the bus coming and like, zipped right in front of us so we couldn't get on.
Bus driver: Yeah man, they're fast, those electric ones.
Man: Yeah.
Bus driver: And vicious.

--M15 bus downtown

 

Girl: So yeah, my body is basically covered with bruises.
Guy: You mean because of the drinking, the performing, and the violent sex?
Girl: Yeah.

--Bryant Park

 

Black guy # 1: I've been banging her for four weeks now.
Black guy # 2: Word!
Black guy # 1: Yo, I just found out Ty was banging her, too.
Black guy # 2: Man! You can take the ho out of the Bronx but you can't take Bronx out of the ho.

--F train platform, Bryant Park station

 

Barfly: It was a term of endearment.
Bouncer: A term of endearment is not punching someone in the face.

--2x4, 2nd Ave & 4th St

 

Guy: You're married, right?
Woman: Yes.
Guy: I'm too black and ugly for you anyways, right?

--Park Avenue

 

Hot queer in suit: I swear if one more thing goes wrong, I'm just going to pull my skirt over my head and scream!

--Broadway & 51st

Girl on cell: The alcoholic who waved a shotgun at you on Valentine's Day? That's who's taking you to the Al-Anon meeting?

--Bowery & Houston

Girl on cell: The two guys you slept with -- their friend told me to tell you that he has herpes.

--42rd & Lex

 

Guy: I need to see a doctor. I'm not dying, but I have a leaking, stinking navel.

--Doctor's office, 67th & Amsterdam

 

Woman walking alone in a wedding dress and veil, on cell: Yeah, I got kicked out.

--Penn Station

 

Girl on cell: Yeah, baby, I'm all alone in my apartment on my bed. I'm taking my panties off now. Mmm, I'm touching myself, thinking of you. I'm all wet for you, baby.

--outside Starbucks, 54th & Broadway

 

Hobo: That's it. I'm revokin' ya hood pass! Don't go past a hundred and tenth!

--80th & Amsterdam

 

Girl # 1: Ugh, I hate the teabag.
Girl # 2: Oh, I love it! You've got to embrace the teabag!

--W 10th & Greenwich

 

Drunk to the fat guy from Lost: Oh shit, nigga. I guess your ass got off the island, huh?
Old Jewish lady: I knew it!

--6 train updown

 

Old veteran: Have a Happy Father's Day!
Dad: Happy Father's Day to you, too.
Old veteran: Me? Oh no, not me. Well, maybe in Saigon.

--58th St & 37th Ave

Large black man on cell: So, I figured out what happened. Ebony was at the drug house with the first lesbian, but then that other lesbian that she stole two dollars from came. So that's where you came in. And....hey? Are you there? Mom? Mom?

--Penn Station

 

Girl # 1: How much does he want?
Girl # 2: Ten dollars.
Girl # 1 to gypsy cab: Fuck you! I'd rather drag my friend home on her face than pay you ten dollars!

--Union Square East

 

Old black lady: Oh lord, Satan's children are walking the streets
Goth kid: Shut the fuck up, Rosa Parks. Go sit in the back of the fucking bus!

--M86 bus

 

Guido kid: I wish that dad was here.
Guido kid's mom: I do too, because the fat fuck owes me a thousand dollars

--Penn Station, NJ Transit

 

 

 

 

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http://www.overheardinnewyork.com/

 

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Okay, I have to get my Irish up now....I am so sick and tired of the back stabbing and manipulation of bloggers here.

If ya post something or comment don't delete it ... that is being a coward.

Yes, I am guilty of acting silly and playing along with games to alleviate the intensity here.  Maybe it was a bad idea...who knows.

Those who know me, know I would NEVER hurt anyone intentionally in real life or blog life & that includes you Ken I hate to say.

Everyone just please stop.

Stop taking this blogsteam so seriously.

This is NOT real life, it is a fantasy...it is fiction.  People only show you want they want.  They leave out the ugliness.

Really....enough is enough.

Don't leave nasty messages.  If you don't like what someone posts, move along!  If you do not have anything nice to say, don't say anything!!!

No one is forcing you to read anyone's blog.  Is there a gun to your head? Move along !!!  Change channels.  Have a beer!

This is baby shit, high school stuff...

Grow up!

And for God's sake STOP having internet romances!!!

It's a bad, bad idea!

Love Lucy

Let's Just All Kiss and Make Out .. Group Hug !!!

Speakers Way Up !

What's with these homies dissin' my girl?
Why do they gotta front?
What did we ever do to these guys
That made them so violent?

Woo-hoo, but you know I'm yours.
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine.
Woo-hoo, and that's for all of time.

[chorus]
Woo-ee-oo, I look just like Buddy Holly.
Oh-Oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore.
I don't care what they say about us anyway.
I don't care 'bout that.


Don't you ever fear, I'm always near. I know that you need help.
Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit.
You need a guardian.

Woo-hoo, and you know I'm yours.
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine.
Woo-hoo, and that's for all of time.

[chorus]
I don't care 'bout that.

Bang! Bang! Knock on the door, another big bang, get down on the floor.
Oh No! What do we do?
Don't look now but I lost my shoe.
I can't run and I can't kick.
What's a matter babe, are you feelin' sick?
What's a matter, what's a matter, what's a matter you?
What's a matter babe, are you feelin' blue?
Oh-oh-oh!

And that's for all of time. (x2)

[chorus]
I don't care 'bout that. (x3)

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is my message for CH when he wakes up tomorrow morning on the kitchen table...

Love ya

xxxxx

 

 

Every Village Needs an Idiot

 

Kenoath: 

Yes I love myself, life is grand aint it. I have some very juicy wet emails from colo if you wish to read them.  Kenoath by Kenoath (PM , CC ) on Saturday June 24, 2006 @ 12:01 AM (del)

Lucy: 

Kenoath: What kind of guy would show others a personal message of sexual nature to others? Why do think we would be interested in you embarrassing Colo? We are all not as evil and demented as you. We don't get off on exposing each other and private converstations. She must have hurt you very badly K...I feel very sorry for you. You are the one who has kept this up. You are a sad, sad man/boy. Why don't you go back and alter more messages and posts? I am so glad I saw this message so I could copy it before you deleted it! Asshole. Love ya!!! Lucy

 

Glittery texts by bigoo.ws

 

BELIEVE .... put on your speakers......

Please go no further unless you know the secret password:

The Baby Ate My Dingo

   

Okay, the jig is up and I am not very happy.  You caught us, we are not what we seem.  It's a conspiracy, I tell ya!  We are all under the sinister spell of Colo.  I am weak.  I am not what I seem.

Coloconnect started out being nice enough but she turned, she changed I tell ya.  She went to Australia for a little trip one night in cyberspace and never came back the same.  She went in search of the great Kenoath spirit from under.  She traveled hundreds of kilometers to find him living amongst the ancient Aborigines.  She dined on fine vegimine sandwhiches and watched Men Working.

Conditions were lush in the subtropical areas along the coasts, and extremely harsh in the desert interior. Nevertheless, bushmen of the arid regions welcomed Colo with open arms and took her to see their master Ken. She learned that each clan stayed within its own prescribed area, except to participate in certain religious ceremonies to welcome her but the great Kenoath denied her because he was jealous of her beauty, hunting skills and mind control.

However, Colo did learn inter-continental communication from the master & planned a Utopia for people who sit on their butts and stare at a monitor all day.  She promised to take us to places we have never been.  Promises of climbing that social ladder of blogstream in the sky.  She promised dancing in the moonlight, she promised to make us goddesses I tell ya.

Colo had a special plan for me.  To build me up and then break me down.  She promised me the ultmate seat next to her on her throne, she promised me Hockey Mum or Peachy as she likes to be called now.  Mum has been promoted on that great ladder.

Peachy is sweet and juicy, juicy was promised to me in this land of goddesses.  Peachy was going to leave her home, her husband, her children, her country, her HOCKEY for me ! 

You may think I have my bags packed to leave Cuban Husband but in reality there is no CH, there are no graduations.....it's just me. I have been groomed since birth from the lineage of Colo.   I am a lonely housewife sitting in my NJ cave waiting for the signal from Colo to hook up with Peachy. 

But, today, I received the terrible news, via tazer into my mind from the great Coloconnect, that it is not meant to be.  She shall keep Peachy all to herself.  She has groomed Peachy so well, I am undeserving she has decided.

Since we are now confessing, I have to admit one more thing.......I AM THE YANKEE.  Yes, I am Belle's (INSIDE THE FLAME) Yankee.  Belle, I do love you too!  Coloconnect gave me a new gift today, it is you!

Let's meet tonight and run to Coloconnect our mother ship Belle.  Let's dance with the one and only goddess of blogstream.  Teach me oh Belle, teach me all about snipe hunting and southern slang.  Teach me to eat grits. Teach me as I sit at your feet and listen to the stories of the old south, the real south, Australia.  I am your humble student.  We are all students of Coloconnect!

I love you Belle, take me, I am yours!  Let us go to Australia and party with Nicole Kidman at her nuptials with Keith Urban.  Let us drink champange and eat cake & vegimine sandwiches !

It's good to be goddess !

Please oh, please Puppy and Daisy come back.  You know not what you speak!  Fight it, fight it !  Join us !

Colo is not sinister, she has a master plan for all of us stupid little animals of the forest.  I am sorry I have doubted you oh Colo.

Okay, where is my passport?

 

 

Urgent Update !!!

Colo may have kool aid....but I have Bud Lite Lucy dear....lots and lots of Bud. Now be a good girl and follow the beer....follow the beer......follow the beer.....

 

Belle offered me beer......sorry Colo I have to switch teams now!

 

 

Holders of the Password:

Goddess Coloconnect:  http://coloconnect.blogstream.com/

Agent Polar Bear:  http://innersanctum.blogstream.com/

Daisy Don't Fight the Feeling:  http://dazeofmylife.blogstream.com/

Puppy Love:  http://schnauzerlover.blogstream.com/

Peachy Keen:  http://peachesncream.blogstream.com/

My Belle:  http://redhot21.blogstream.com/

Uncle Scratch:  http://nightlite.blogstream.com/

Cuban Husband:  http://iamcubanhusband.blogstream.com/

Marc Rules In Contrast:  http://youknowthefacts.blogstream.com/

 

I now know who stole my icon all morning......what's the frequency Kenoath?

http://damtherapy.blogstream.com/

please leave him a comment, the poor chap only has two comments

kenoath is an ass hole by the way

 

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Glittery texts by bigoo.ws

 

Glittery texts by bigoo.ws

 

Graduation

Well, I made it through the graduation and yes I cried.  I cried and I cried and I cried.  No one told me they were going to march in accompanied by bagpipes.  Bagpipes ALWAYS make me cry, so that made it worse.

I managed to maintain control until the end when they tossed their caps into the air.  I remember doing that in 1983 at the very same school, on the very same football field, with some of the very same teachers present.

I am very proud of my daugter, my first born.   It's very hard to let go.  But, I know her father and I did a good job and she will do everything I never accomplished.  I love her so much, my sweet little girl.

Right now the senior class is on a boat sailing around Manhattan, looking at the beautiful skyline and dancing the night away....oh to be young!

Me - 1983                     Oldest Daughter -  2006

 

 

This and That Thursday

Could it be we are just all dumb animals of the forest?

 

 

what's the frequency kenoath?