heard on the street
friday night: “dude, i was so drunk… he’s like, ‘here, snort this.’” brilliant exchange at the pick me up cafe.
saturday afternoon: “dad, i want to be yoda, dad. i want to be yoda.” said insistently by a little girl in lincoln park.
sunday morning: “…i’ll have two bottoms then.” said by a dad at superdawg when his son didn’t want sesame seeds on his hamburger bun.