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.