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  <title>Guess What I Had Heard?</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 07:47:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m assuming she thoroughly enjoyed Snakes On A Plane.</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m breaking a 43-week non-posting streak to tell this hilarious story, which may not even translate in print. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two middle-aged black women are looking at the DVD for the Tom Hanks movie, &lt;i&gt;The Terminal&lt;/i&gt; at Best Buy. One of them sassily, but without irony, says to the other, &quot;I remember that movie. He was &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;stuck&lt;/b&gt; in that terminal&lt;/i&gt;.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2007 04:35:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Young Love. Old Eavesdropper.</title>
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  <description>Tonight I was getting some food, and in line behind me were a boy and girl, whom I would guess were no more than twelve or thirteen years old. Middle school aged. &lt;br /&gt;The girl said to the boy, &quot;Hey, remember the first time we went out? I hardly ate anything at all.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;The boy said, &quot;I did. I stuffed my face.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;The girl: &quot;Yeah, you did. But...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;They sounded so comfortable with one another as they reminisced about the good old days. How long have they been going out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt incredibly old.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 00:39:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>At Target this Friday evening......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture a gray haired, caucasion, later middled aged female customer walking with a highscool aged target employee that looked like Ricki from &quot;My So Called Life&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says...&quot;yep! and yesterday he got circumsized&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Apr 2006 23:48:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Not the best thing I&apos;ve overheard recently, but here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That muthafucka just killed 2..no, no....that muthafucka just killed &lt;b&gt;4 birds&lt;/b&gt; with one stone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in an unrelated story I am not saying that I saw this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.lenard.co.uk/images/lenard%20again.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but I saw somebody on my way home that had that same look on their face.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2005 04:21:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nu Shooz</title>
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  <description>After the Rufus Wainwright show at The Atlanta Botanical Gardern on Wednesday night (6/15/05), this group of three girls were in a hurry to catch the shuttle to take them back to Colony Square where their car was parked. &lt;br /&gt;All three girls were running for the shuttle, when all of a sudden one of them stopped. Two of the girls left the third behind as she bent down and began to play with the strap on her lime green high-heeled shoes with a big plastic flower on the front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third girl: &quot;Hey, wait! I&apos;m taking these shoes off. There&apos;s no way I&apos;m walking in them anymore!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(Indistinguishable words from one of the other girls...)&lt;br /&gt;Third girl: &quot;No! They cost me $25 and they&apos;re not even &lt;i&gt;cute&lt;/i&gt;! I&apos;m taking them off.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I&apos;m not a girl, so I don&apos;t really know what this means. I find this statement confusing on several levels. Does that mean they are expensive and ugly or cheap and ugly? Is there a certain price that would make their lack of cuteness acceptable? And why did she buy them in the first place? Please explain it to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story just reminded me that when I was a little kid and my Mom would take me to Payless Shoe Source, I would always be befuddled as to why they didn&apos;t just call the place Payless Shoe &lt;i&gt;Store&lt;/i&gt;. I didn&apos;t know what &quot;Source&quot; meant, and the word never sounded right to me. There&apos;s still a part of me that wants to call the place Payless Shoe Store.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 21:59:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>and today i dub thee...</title>
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  <description>this wasn&apos;t actually overheard, i was in this conversation, but it&apos;s still just WRONG&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
me:&amp;nbsp; so you know moran calls me ms. parks?&lt;br&gt;
1st guy:&amp;nbsp; what, thats not even close to your name&lt;br&gt;
me:&amp;nbsp; umm yeah my last name is newell, but hey he called you malacheck&lt;br&gt;
1st guy:&amp;nbsp; i don&apos;t understand that, my name is malesik&lt;br&gt;
me:&amp;nbsp; i thought it was hilarious&lt;br&gt;
1st guy:&amp;nbsp; i don&apos;t think there is a ms. parks in our class&lt;br&gt;
me:&amp;nbsp; i know, i think he just made it up and decided hey, if she
answers i must have guessed right, but dude, mr. vilami over here...&lt;br&gt;
2nd guy:&amp;nbsp; yeah man, my last name is villamil, what was he doing &lt;br&gt;
1st guy:&amp;nbsp; drinking, i mean how else can you explain it&lt;br&gt;
2nd guy:&amp;nbsp; there&apos;s no &quot;i&quot; at the end of my name, none&lt;br&gt;
me:&amp;nbsp; there&apos;s no &quot;p&quot;, &quot;a&quot;, &quot;r&quot;, &quot;k&quot;, or &quot;s&quot; in mine, at least he
was in the general vacinity, he just gave me a brand new name, and
apparently I didn&apos;t notice till the middle of the semester.&amp;nbsp; how
was he keeping any kind of roll going.&amp;nbsp; cause i thought you got
counted absent when you didn&apos;t answer correctly&lt;br&gt;
1st guy:&amp;nbsp; i guess you got 100 on that because he NEVER called Ms. Newell&lt;br&gt;
me:&amp;nbsp; i guess so, but he called on ms. parks all of the damn time
and she never answered a question, and he used to talk to me after
class and he never mentioned that i didn&apos;t answer him, he&apos;s be like
&quot;hey ms. parks, blah blah dead hand, blah blah, defieasable
trusts.&quot;&amp;nbsp; I liked him.&lt;br&gt;
2nd guy:&amp;nbsp; yeah me too&lt;br&gt;
1st guy:&amp;nbsp; yeah he was funny&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2005 13:58:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Overheard Via TV</title>
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  <description>&quot;I think he was the &lt;i&gt;ultimate entertainer&lt;/i&gt;&quot; - Referring to Ray Combs!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Apr 2005 20:41:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Who says this anymore?</title>
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  <description>I think I have gone through a time warp.  Below are the excerpts of 2 conversations overheard recently...in 2005, not 1985 or in 1992.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Over heard a girl say to her friend while walking down the street:  &lt;i&gt;&quot;You don&apos;t understand.  WE WENT TO BED TOGETHER!!!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mid-30&apos;s business men on a smoke break: &lt;i&gt;&quot;A sphincter says what?&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do admit, I may have to start using &quot;went to bed with&quot; again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 01:38:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>On AIM this evening (I was jonesing for a smoke):</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I wish you could blow me cigarette smoke via AIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;der_erlkoenig&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;der_erlkoenig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: one day ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;der_erlkoenig&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;der_erlkoenig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: the israelis are working on ways to send smells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Like mustard gas smells?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;der_erlkoenig&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;der_erlkoenig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: so i could fart in the receiver and it would reproduce it on your end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Would I be able to tell what you&apos;d eaten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: ...or would it just transmit a standard poot smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;der_erlkoenig&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;der_erlkoenig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: i&apos;m not sure how much degradation occurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I think a lot just has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;der_erlkoenig&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;der_erlkoenig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: blame the israelis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;der_erlkoenig&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://der-erlkoenig.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;der_erlkoenig&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: the JEWS</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Dec 2004 23:44:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>the most redneck people ever come into my store....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of the one syllable words should be drawn out to be pronounced (with a drawl) like a 2 syllable word.&lt;br /&gt;well, except my one line.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;customer: &apos;do yaaaaall have that new george strait cd?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &apos;we do, lemme go get it for you&apos; (runs off to country section)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;customer: &apos;oh my gaaaawwd, did you see what he wrote on his christmas list?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;customer&apos;s friend: &apos; naw, whudd he put on it?&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;customer: &apos;he put on here, george strait, toby keith, and &lt;u&gt;one case of skoal, green apple flavor&lt;/u&gt;&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;customer&apos;s friend: &apos;nawwwww! but sam&apos;s is on the other side of towwwwwn!!&apos;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Dec 2004 16:38:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Overheard at a Halloween party.</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Random party-goer&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;What&apos;s your costume* supposed to be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Patty&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;I&apos;m the girl who got raped in the movie Jaws.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random party-goer&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Nobody got raped in Jaws.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Patty&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Oh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Patty was wearing a bikini with a partially torn top and fake (?) blood stains on the butt.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 2004 18:12:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Overheard in line at the Duke University Medical Center cafeteria five minutes ago:</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Confused Old Woman&lt;/b&gt;: That comes to $6.25? But I only have this much... (&lt;i&gt;holds up four crinkled singles to the&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Cashier&lt;/b&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cashier&lt;/b&gt;: Well, you gonna hafta put summadat shit back den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Confused Old Woman&lt;/b&gt;: Oh my, I guess I will have to do that. (&lt;i&gt;starts to shuffle away from the cash register when the&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Lady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; in line behind her hands the cashier a $5 bill to pay for the&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Confused Old Woman&lt;/b&gt;&apos;s lunch&amp;lt;/i&amp;gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cashier&lt;/b&gt;: You payin&apos; fo her shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lady&lt;/b&gt;: Why yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cashier&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;b&gt;Confused Old Woman&lt;/b&gt;: You are truly blessed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Confused Old Woman&lt;/b&gt;: Huh? What&apos;s happening? Someone paid for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cashier&lt;/b&gt;: Yes, you are blessed. It&apos;s your day to receive from the Lord...Now move on so I can rang these other folks up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Confused Old Woman&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;hesitates, still confused&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cashier&lt;/b&gt;: Go on now, crunk ol&apos; bitch!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2004 18:25:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dat shit taste like roast beef!</title>
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  <description>I was at Subway ording a Subway club on a wrap when I heard the girl behind me say to her equally large friend... &quot;ooh I like them wraps... they taste like roastbeef!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?????????????????????</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Sep 2004 17:52:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Water Cooler Topics</title>
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  <description>These two plumber guys were fixing the water fountain outside the men&apos;s bathroom in our office. One of them was laying on his back, trying to get underneath the fountain, and was blocking the hallway.  I politely excused myself as I stepped over him and his buddy was like &lt;b&gt;&quot;Hey Mike, you can&apos;t go and block the whole hallway.  I&apos;m gonna have to call Homeland Security on you.  Have them take you away, man.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Sep 2004 22:04:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>From a phone conversation I just had:</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: I&apos;m at the grocery store right now, and Mitchell Anderson is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: Mitchell Anderson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Who&apos;s that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: You know! From &quot;Party of Five&quot; and he was in that play &quot;Bent,&quot; and now he&apos;s dating a hairdresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: Well anyways, I saw him in the seafood section, and he was staring at my sunglasses, and I was staring at his sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Christian Dior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: Duh...I have the worst gas today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: I&apos;m going to fart on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: Mitchell Anderson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: Hold on. I have to get next to him in the check-out line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: Okay, listen...*muffled fart sound*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mitchell Anderson&lt;/b&gt;: Excuse you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friend&lt;/b&gt;: Shut up, fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: I&apos;m hanging up now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2004 18:16:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The Scene: 10 minutes ago at Willie&apos;s Burritos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latina Cashier: &quot;That&apos;ll be $5.51.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Me: [Hands her $6]&lt;br /&gt;LC: &quot;Ooh, I like your tattoos!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;Thanks.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Group of female burrito assemblers that has suddenly gathered from out of nowhere: &quot;Can we see?&quot;  &quot;Roll up your sleeve!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &quot;Oh, so you like the rose tattoos?  You&apos;re gonna love THIS!&quot;  [Rolls up sleeve to reveal Virgin Mary tattoo.]&lt;br /&gt;Assemblers: &quot;DIOS MIO!!&quot;  &quot;OOOH!&quot;  *whistles*  &quot;Daaaaang!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.universityplaceart.com/virgin-mary-shading.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2004 13:24:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Overheard at the Passerby</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Guy&lt;/b&gt;--So its like I have worked with all of the Baldwin brothers now accept for Alec and I am hoping to do some serious work with him soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl&lt;/b&gt;--That is so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guy&lt;/b&gt;--It is pretty sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl&lt;/b&gt;--Oh my God I am getting so hungry.  Do you want to get dinner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guy&lt;/b&gt;--OK.  Do you want to snack on my bag of potato chips first? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(He opens a bag of Utz chips that had been stored in his man purse and they start eating)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl&lt;/b&gt;--Yum! I have not eaten a chip in so long.  I forgot how good they are.  Potato chips are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guy&lt;/b&gt;--These were left over from this protest where they just handing these out for free...and you know I&apos;ve heard that Buscemi really likes potato chips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.taquitos.net/dbimages13/Utz-SP.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ginoscafe.com/steve%20dancing.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.celebritywonder.com/mp/2004_Along_Came_Polly/2004_along_came_polly_008.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2004 00:24:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>at this party last weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v296/mikeymoz/pride2004/flesh.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;so what are you into?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;watersports&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;let&apos;s get outta here&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;like omg dancing to this xtina song is a better workout than this morning&apos;s pilates class&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;you&apos;re a great kisser. what did you say your name was again?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;that&apos;ll be $75, please.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2004 18:20:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>An older gay to a younger gay...</title>
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  <description>Son, I&apos;ve got cum up my butt older than you...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2004 15:14:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Two 250 pound plus african-american ladies in white tee shirts and shorts outside my current and soon to be ex building, looking at the new &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sovereigncircle.com&quot;&gt;condo building&lt;/a&gt; across the street:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ain&apos;t no niggas gon be livin&apos; up in &lt;i&gt;they&lt;/i&gt;!&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 May 2004 05:49:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pimp Juice</title>
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  <description>two first graders on pimp juice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FG1:&quot;man, i have so many girlfriends&quot;&lt;br /&gt;FG2:&quot;how did you get them, can i have one&quot;&lt;br /&gt;FG1:&quot;sure, I got them with my pimp juice&quot;&lt;br /&gt;FG2:&quot;what is that, you are so silly&quot;&lt;br /&gt;FG1:&quot;my pimp juice is why I have some girlfriends in the 2nd grade&quot;&lt;br /&gt;FG2:&quot;i want one in the same grade so I can talk to her during lunch&quot;&lt;br /&gt;FG1:&quot;let me see which one will say yes, i&apos;ll tell you in a little while&quot;&lt;br /&gt;FG2:&quot;i am glad you are my best friend&quot;&lt;br /&gt;FG1:&quot;me too, and i need to get rid of some of them anyway, i can&apos;t buy them all ice cream&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2004 00:21:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>One yappity drunk girl to her endearing friend: &lt;br /&gt;&quot;I can almost forgive him for emailing his friend, Dave, about all the crazy and kinky sex we had, but I can never forgive him for cc&apos;ing all of our friends and our parents in that last email after we made love this morning!&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 May 2004 14:06:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i stole this from iamsamm</title>
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  <description>But I just wanted to comment on going to the Eternal Egypt exhibit at the ROM with my mate Sol. It was a lot of fun actually. I haven&apos;t seen him for a few weeks, so it was good to catch up. But the best part was by far hearing the following conversation AT AN ANCIENT EGYPT (we&apos;re talking almost 3000 BC) ARTIFACT EXHIBIT and then making fun of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;They could divorce back then?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well not Muslims. Christians could.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me atleast two things that are wrong with this comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hint* the BC stands for (in political incorrectness) Before Christ and Mohammad the originator of the Muslim religion didn&apos;t make his way to earth until about 571 AD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot-proofing the world? That&apos;s all I gots to say...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2004 20:34:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...of the office?  Of his mind!</title>
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  <description>This wasn&apos;t really an overhearing in the traditional sense, but I rewatched &quot;Kicking and Screaming&quot; the other night, and one of the characters works in a video store.  There&apos;s this throwaway line where a faceless customer asks, &quot;Yeah, do you have Dr. Giggles in letterbox?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.oregoncoast.com/chimera/dgvideo.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2004 19:01:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I Didn&apos;t Overhear This, But I Did Hear that Someone Had Overhead This</title>
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  <description>The other night there was a domestic fight in one our neighbor&apos;s apartment.  He had a gun and was asking a lady/tranny friend to please leave quietly before he had to make her leave, to which s/he replied &quot;I&apos;m 38 year old hooker with AIDS, go ahead and shoot me&quot; - yikes!</description>
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