Overheard in the deli this morning — uninterrupted and spoken with an almost stereotypical New York accent:
“How much is your large coffee? … You know what? Fuck it. Give me large coffee. I can’t make up my mind today. Been hit in the head too many fucking times. … I gotta tell you, you guys have a nice set up. The food? The pancakes? Holy shit. Your pancakes got bananas in them. Just like my mother used to make. … Whoever you got cooking for you is fucking amazing.”
KEN WHEATON 