your wednesday one-liner(s).

that's what fag hags are for, according to Overheard in New York:

Man on cell: Natalie? Nat, if you're there, pick up! Oh my God, I just hooked up with a guy whose house smelled like cat pee, and he wanted me to spit in his face! Where the fuck are you?

--52nd & 2nd

and a bonus one-liner, just because i thought it was so inscrutably funny:

Girl on cell: We need, like, a slutty web-designer friend we can bring in on this.

--Harlem