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LAWL! jag älskar www.overheardinnewyork.com/overheardatthebeach.com HELA JÄVLA DAN! jag älskar min syster också. <3 Boyfriend to girlfriend's underage sister: Want a beer? [Girlfriend and little sister stare at him.] What? It's not like I asked her to blow me. Drunk mother: So, do... When we should send the kids to bed? Drunk father: Well, the older one can stay up later tonight... What the fuck is that kid's name...? Drunk mother: Brianna? Drunk father: Who the hell...? I mean, Sabrina. Drunk mother: You're holding Sabrina. Drunk father: Cassie! Send the other two to bed in an hour or so, but Cassie can stay up later. [Baby in his arms starts to cry.] Shut the hell up, Cheyenne. Fat lady screaming: Taneesha! Homegirl, get yo' ass in here and see this! There be more sand up in my vah-jay-jay than the Saharia desert! Little girl: Do a lot of guys try to kiss you at college? College chick: Ummm... I'm pretty, but that doesn't mean guys just suddenly try and kiss me. Little girl: What do you do when they do? College chick: I think I would slap them. Little girl: What if he's naked? College chick: What, so a naked guy comes up to me and tries to kiss me? Little girl: What if he gets naked for you? College chick: How old are you, again? Little girl: What if he's naked and there's sex? College chick: [Long pause] Uhhh... Do you mean rape? Little girl: What if he's like, um, naked and there's sex? College chick: ... What the...?! Boy #1: Yeah, it was cool, but that bouncer searched me like crazy. He was patting my thighs and stuff. Security is crazy at that place, huh? Boy #2: What security? Boy #3: What bouncer? Boy #1: You know, that big, fat guy near the entrance. Boy #2: There was no security dude. Boy #1: ... Then who the hell was that guy?! Ditzy chick: What are you doing today? Skater kid: Chillin' like a villain. Other girl: The '90s called - they want 'Chillin' like a villain' back. Ditzy chick: How do the '90s call? Little boy pointing to portabella mushroom: Mommy, what's that? Tired mother: It's a mushroom. Someday I'm going to make you a hamburger for dinner, but instead of meat, it's going to have one of those mushrooms in it. Little boy looking back at mushroom, terrified: Why would you do that?!
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