that is just like the stuff posted on the SDMB. you got the verbal two person version.
Now this is just hilarious.
I’m currently waiting tables and i get this all the time… my favorite was “and thats when i accidentally gave him a blowjob!” coming from a young gentleman to his buddy. we had laughs for weeks about that in the kitchen. heh, accidental blowjob…
Well, look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved.
Yeah, I’ve never heard of it either, although there seem to be a disproportionately large number of Irish in town.
The other weird thing is the huge number of Swedish students at SBCC. I know that some guy started encouraging them to come some time ago, but it’s weird hearing people speak in Swedish at Santa Cruz Market. Although, I really don’t object to hot blonde Swedish chicks overwhelming the neighborhood.
How many Santa Barbara people are on this board?
I can’t remember any good ones I’ve heard offhand, but I’ve had the experience of realizing I’m not alone just as I’ve finished saying something that sounds suspicious.
I was on a break at work, talking to my husband about an upcoming LARP event we were planning, when I’m afraid one of our volunteers may have heard:
“Are we going to kill his brother in front of him, or just deliver his head in a box like we talked about before?”
One time at the mall, I overheard a young man loudly proclaiming ‘but… she won’t shave her bush!’ to everyone in earshot. Even more awkwardly, he was apparently talking to another woman. (presumably the current girlfriend, who did shave her bush?!)
That is hilarious!
The other day I overheard a guy telling his sister on the phone that she needed to write a letter to Social Security letting them know that he is mentally ill, on drugs, a danger to himself and others, and all kinds of scary things. Yikes, dude.
Similar to Silvorange, although I wasn’t personally involved.
I used to be an admin /gamemaster /writer in a MUD: at one point and thanks to being recommended in a book, we got a ton of Russian players. Many of them were from Moscow; one time several of them had a MUDfest - this was some 15 years ago. At one point five of them got into a cab to go from the relatively-expensive restaurant where they’d had dinner to the house of one of them. When they got there, the frightened-looking cabbie wouldn’t charge them. No, no, there’s no need, please just go, have a nice night…
:smack:
Yeah, they’d been talking about ambushing and killing people… three of them were pretty-big guys… all men… but seriously, it was in a game! Nobody died for real! Promise!
I just did this to a waiter Saturday night in a Mexican restaurant. I am not going to get into the details ('cause it’s better this way), but my Latin waiter approached our table and overheard this:
Dogzilla: (while demonstrating with my arms) Well, when I’m hogtied and blindfolded, it’s sort of difficult to…
Waiter: Here’s your meal, mamacita. :: pats me on the arm ::
Hilarity ensued.
Amusing one from years ago…
Two teenage girls sitting in a diner booth behind me, discussing places they should go to apply for jobs. One girl says “You like to ski; you should apply at Barbarian Village!” They continued to have a serious discussion of the virtues and drawbacks of working there, repeating the business name as “Barbarian Village”.
They meant “Bavarian Village”, a ski store in Michigan.
This reminds me of a time I was flying from Michigan to New York and the two English women behind me started a discussion about whether or not London or NYC was better. They decided NYC was better because London had homeless people.
that was you!? You bastard!
LARPs (and RPGs in general) are great for giving rise to things like this.
“…that’s why I jumped off the cliff…”
“…and then the gargoyle fell on my head…”
“…right, I need three bright green cauldrons…”
“…and he stabbed the cultist in the back without even looking up from the letter…”
A friend and I used to play the Elevator Game. When riding together in an otherwise empty elevator, we’d come up with odd little sentence fragments. Then, as the doors started to open, we’d say them, so that whoever was waiting outside would catch just enough to imply a really strange conversation. Then we’d either exit the elevator or clam up, so as to leave them wondering.
My brother and I used to play a similar game on the schoolbus. The bus had to stop at railroad crossings and everyone was supposed to be silent so the driver could listen for a moment before going on. So one of us would say something awkward loudly, “my pants were down, the thing was squealing like crazy…”, then we’d have to sit at that crossing until everyone got over laughing.
Ooh, thank you!
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Girlfriend: Oooh! Baby, we should get a dozen donuts!
Boyfriend: Okay. Do you wanna pick six, and I’ll pick six? [Girlfriend gives icy stare.] Fine, you pick all twelve. I don’t care.
Girlfriend: Twelve? I said I want a dozen.
Boyfriend: Um, honey, twelve is a dozen.
Girlfriend: I know what a dozen is, and it’s not fucking twelve! I’m not fucking stupid, you know!
Boyfriend: You’re, like 25 years old! How can you not know what a dozen is?
Girlfriend: I know what a fucking dozen is! [Looks around] What the fuck are all of you laughing at?!
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ROFL! 
Overheard in a public toilet from neighbouring cubicle:
Girl #1- It ok?
Girl #2- Yeah, it’s negative, s’okay
#1- Hey, reckon we should tell him it’s positive anyway?
#2- God yeah!
I guess this one is more on-topic, strictly speaking:
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20-something drunk girl, pointing at traffic lights, to friends: Shhhh! We have to be quiet! This is where the dwarf lives!
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I lived there years ago for school and never heard of this either. Is this a recent thing?