Thursday, December 06, 2007

How Could You Not Love This Town (from overheardinnewyork.com)

Cashier: How are you?

Customer
: Do you want the honest answer?

Cashier: Yes.

Customer: I feel like the business end of a donkey. I am extremely hungover and did a mountain of cocaine last night. Now I have to make dinner for a 68-year-old gay artist who is trying to fuck me.

Cashier: I'm... sorry.

Customer: And the woman I love is in another state pregnant with her ex-boyfriend's baby, and I wish the baby was mine. And I'm sleeping with a dominatrix. And it's all true.


--Whole Foods

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