on the max yesterday:
thug wannabe one: “dude, are you ghetto?”
thug wannabe two: “huh?”
thug wannabe one: “dude, are you GHETTO?”
thug wannabe two: “no, man, i’m from miami.”
said to me by a rangy looking guy as he passed me on the sidewalk: “hey pretty, wanna fuck?” (me: why, yes, now that you mention it, what a great idea, let’s hurry on back to my place, chop chop now, hurry it along)
from girl 4th in line at the clothing exchange waiting to sell clothes: “can we leave our clothes here and shop? i’m not used to this whole ‘waiting in line’ thing.”