Heard on the street, February 16, 2011, edition

The two things that get in the way: crying and Axl Rose impressions.

This song makes me want to roller-skate on people’s faces.

How am I racist? I’m black!

Dude, I’ll NDAA all over your SOPA/PIPA.

It was, like, Lea Michele karaoke, so it was classy.

Adele, Britney, Madonna and I did some serious damage on the Drive today.

I love to shoot pickles.

Grande cappuccino, three and a quarter raw cane sugar, extra hot, extra dry, free pour.

I got on the wrong fuckin’ El ’cause I was busy bein’ mad at you!

Actually, this week was a crazy tattoo week for me.

My cousin doesn’t shave her legs. She lives on a farm.

Let’s blow this dick train!