Archive for April 6th, 2007

Mellon Arena.
A five-year-old boy and his father are standing in line, waiting for the doors to open before the Penguins vs. Canadiens game.

Little Boy: [points to a man wearing a Montreal jersey] What team is that, Daddy?
Father: That’s a Canadiens’ jersey.
Little Boy: Boooooo!
Father: Hey… Why don’t you go kick him in the shins?

— Overheard by pittpunkdrummer

71A Outbound. Evening:

Old Lady: I have an aversion to exclamation points.

— Overheard by Katrina!

Office, South Side:

Mindless Receptionist: Then what happened?
Soul-Sucking Intern: I woke up and there was something in my mouth.

— Overheard by Sah Side Struggle

Today’s entries are not brought to you by the Wii, which likes to freeze up on sites that use java — particularly those into which you have just entered large amounts of text — but by the kindly security guard I was able to convince I was a Pitt student shortly after midnight.

I am a super spy.