Archive for the ‘Comebacks’ Category

Dear Tony– More Vinegar, Less Garlic — Love, Marsha

Ghetto chick #1: Yo, girl, I can smell you from here.
Ghetto chick #2: Girl, what you talkin’ ’bout? You better be talkin’ ’bout my lotion.
Ghetto chick #1: No, girl! I’m talkin’ ’bout your pussy.
Ghetto chick #2: You crazy, girl. Tony ate it out last night. Ain’t nothin’ in there to smell!
Ghetto chick #1: Maybe it’s just the nigga’s breath, then. –Ocean City, Maryland Overheard by: karen g.

They Seem So Happy…Oh, Wait…

Teen girl #1: Oh, I’m so happy for Candice!* She finally has a normal boyfriend!
Teen girl #2: Oh, that’s nice…Wait, is it that 29-year-old E dealer you guys met at that rave in Chilliwack?
Teen girl #1: Yes! Long pause. Teen girl #1: Well, it’s normal for her, I guess. –English Bay, Vancouver, British Columbia

Not Exactly Rent, But It'll Do

Tanned man #1: Look at those fags over there!
Tanned man #2: Which ones?
Tanned man #1: The two over there, sitting with those four hot girls with the fine asses, big tits, and tiny bikinis.
Tanned man #2: Wait. You and I are alone. Those two guys have two girls each. Sounds like we’re the fags. –Myrtle Beach, South Carolina Overheard by: D Meyers

Let Him Ride (the Waves) on Me?

Underage girl: Oh, my God. Look at that guy. He’s so fucking hot.
Bartender, sarcastically: Oooh, nice. Maybe if you show him your boobs, he’ll buy you a drink?
Underage girl: You think so?
Mom: No way. You’re as flat as a surfboard. If you want that guy to buy you a drink, you’d have to do a lot more than show him your boobs. –The Seafood Bar, The Breakers, Palm Beach, Florida Overheard by: The JAP