Overheard yesterday on the subway:
FLORIDIAN MAN 1: Christopher Street? I hear that's where all the faggot bars are.
FLORIDIAN MAN 2: How you know that?
FLORIDIAN MAN 1: Dunno. Faggots.
FLORIDIAN WOMAN 1: Oh, Christ. We was drunk last night! I don't even 'member the flight in from Lauderdale.
FLORIDIAN WOMAN 2: Shit, I know it girl! WOOOOOO!
FLORIDIAN MAN 1: Then 'member we ate them hot dogs and sammiches off that guy on the street.
FLORIDIAN MAN 2: Right. That was expensive. We paid 'bout twenty bucks for those hot dogs and sammiches.
FLORIDIAN WOMAN 1: Oh man...that hot dog was gooooooooooooood.
FLORIDIAN WOMAN 2: Yeah, it was hot too. That hot dog was hotttt! Woooooo!
FLORIDIAN MAN 1: What are we goin' drink tonight? Whiskey?
FLORIDIAN MAN 2: Beer.
FLORIDIAN WOMAN 1: Beer.
FLORIDIAN WOMAN 2: Beeeeeer! WOOOOOO! NEW YORK CITY!!!
FLORIDIAN WOMAN 1: I can't even believe we is here.
FLORIDIAN MAN 1: Where the fuck is the Statue of Liberty? We got to git off at Rectum Street.
FLORIDIAN MAN 2: Rectum?
FLORIDIAN WOMAN 1: This subway car is moving too fast!
FLORIDIAN WOMAN 2: I know. It's like a ride at Universal Studios! WOOOOOO!
They got off at Rector Street. Hopefully they got lost and jumped by a roving gang of Financial District Faggots.