Wednesday, May 2, 2007

Overheard v. 4.0

Overheard between a Blockbuster employee and an anonymous caller: “Can you check to see if you have Last Tango in Paris?”

Overheard at Bianca Jagger’s soirée: “What is this K?”

Overhead at a Kandy Lixx concert: “Didn’t she die of a heroin overdose in the ‘80s?”

Overheard on Oprah today: “Amen! We’re singing about a wiener!”

Overheard at Casablanca: Ching-cha-ching-ching.

Overheard in East Texas: “Come ‘ere, dog!”

Overheard at a Mesquite apartment complex: “Chuy!”

Overheard on a flight to London: unintelligible Arabic greeting.

Overheard while watching Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil: “A tear in the bucket; mathafuggit!”

Overheard in a private bathroom in Austin: “Don’t shave my junk too close.”

Happy birthday, Kris. I hope to continue overhearing voices in my head for years to come.

1 comment:

  1. I love you, Frankie. I hope to overhear your voice in my head for years to come. You make me laugh; you always have. All those moments live in my heart with love. I'm glad you were there to share them with me.
    With love,