Animals


16th Street, South Side. 1 a.m.:

Drunk Guy: [to Drunk Friend] My motto is “If you can make her scream like every animal in the zoo, she’s yours.”

Men’s Locker Room, YMCA, Downtown:

Businessman: Have a good workout.
Elderly Man: Yeah, I’ll go flap my arms like a chicken.
— Overheard by AlwaysReporting

Petco, Waterworks.
A man is retrieving his newly engraved pet ID tag from the machine:

Seven-Year-Old Boy: Ooh, look, they have a Spongebob tag!
Mother: Oh, you didn’t get Spongebob! You should have gotten Spongebob!
Man: No, my dogs like the other shows.

Eddie’s Cafe, Litchfield Towers, Pitt Campus.
Two College Guys are waiting in the check-out line:

Guy #1: What are those birds that fucking talk?
Guy #2: Parrots?
Guy #1: No, that’s what my teacher said. [thinks] Ravens! That’s right.
Guy #2: Ravens talk? That’s like Edgar Allen Poe shit or something.
Guy #1: No, dude, they for real only say, like, one word ,though.

[…]

Guy #2: [imitating a raven] “Aquafina!?”
Guy #1: Yeah, dude! “Aquafina!” Only I’d make mine say, “Radiator.”

— Overheard by Joshua

House Party Full of 25-30-Year-Olds, Shadyside.
A blonde girl pulls her black winter coat with fake fur trim around the
hood from the coat pile:

Blonde Girl: [after considering her coat, turns to two random girls] I think my coat is made of dogs; no animal looks like this.

[The girls stare blankly as the blonde girl walks away.]

— Overheard by teri

* Not kidding.

Pet Department, Wal-Mart, North Versailles:

Guy: [to his buddy] A blowjob is not sex. Sex is sticking your dick in something tight and moving it around.

— Overheard by Eavesdropper

In front of Mineos, Squirrel Hill
A crowd of people, mostly children, check out a guy’s awesome Harley. His dog sits in the matching sidecar:

Older Woman: Does your dog like riding in the sidecar?
Biker: Yeah….he loves it…it’s his favorite activity [nods toward the dog, who is licking pizza sauce off of a child’s face] besides eating, of course.

— Overheard by L.P.

Pharmacy Counter, Rite-Aid, Forbes/Murray, Squirrel Hill. 11 p.m.
A man is purchasing Claritin-D, which requires him to scan his license to make sure he’s not making methamphetamine:

40-Something Man: [Scans license] Now you know who I am.
Pharmacist: Well, you know the rules: Just need to make sure you’re just taking this for allergies and are not making bad stuff with it.
40-Something Man: Actually, I’m making enemas with it. For my CATS.
Pharmacist: Well… that’s interesting. What do you cut that with?
40-Something Man: Straight VODKA.
Pharmacist: Suit yourself. Here’s your receipt.

— Overheard by Christopher

Tutoring Lab, Library, Art Institute.
A Female Art Student is petting a Male Student’s head:

Female Art Student: You’re just like my cat.
Male Art Student: I’m very animal-like. I think my cat got it from me.

— Overheard by Rotzi

Outside St. Paul’s Cathedral, 5th Ave, Oakland:

Girl #1: Did you see the mayor’s funeral here a few days ago?
Girl #2: Yeah. They had horses.
Girl #1: I don’t get why they have funerals in churches. What if you got invited, but you were an atheist?
Girl #2: I don’t see the problem here.
Girl #1: Well, you know, it’d be all distracting when the atheist mourner walks in and starts melting and screaming ’cause he’s on holy ground and God doesn’t like him.
Girl #2: Like at the end of Wizard of Oz? I don’t think it works that way.

— Overheard by TheConnor

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