A midget for a midget
Tall pimply dude: My friend has this theory that the perfect woman is a three-foot-tall midget with no teeth.
Short girl: What? Huh?
Dude: I'm sure you can guess the meaning.
-Spadina Avenue
Looking for a last blow job, for old times' sake?
Carpenter: Good day, sir.
70-year-old man: Hi there. I grew up in this house.
Carpenter: Really? You must have a lot of great memories of that.
70-year-old man: Yup ... Got my first blow job in that back room there.
Carpenter: (silence)
-construction site
Submitted by J.
She'll whip you with her bookstrap
Gino: Wow, I love the glasses. You look like a dirty librarian, a dirty librarian who didn't return her books ... and all her books are about sex!
Girl wearing glasses: Uh...
-Devil's Martini
Do they have extras in porn movies?
Dude: There are so few beautiful people, but as my friend said to me, "Everyone's a porn star in somebody's movie."
-Yonge Street
Making a mockery of martinis
Dude: You can't call that a martini. That's a motini, a motardini, a motard.
-Bloor Street West & Markham Street
Uh,... it tastes like chicken?
Guy #1: It's beaver.
Guy #2: Can you eat beaver?
Girl: I would totally try eating beaver.
-random street
Gay-dar gone bad
Guy: So...I don't really know how to say this but I really like you, and I was wondering if you would like to start dating, or hanging out more, or something?
Girl: Really? Because I thought you were gay?
Guy: Damn, this always happens. I can assure you, I'm NOT gay.
Girl: Really? Because I am.
Guy: Really?
Girl: Ya, you know that blonde friend of yours? She's tall, curly hair.
Guy: Ya.
Girl: Is she a lesbian?
Guy: Ya.
Girl: Do you think you could set me up with her?
-Dooney's in the Annex
Mockery: A new diet fad
Dude on patio: You gotta get mocked to learn.
Chick: What?
Dude: Yeah, I'd still be a fat kid if I didn't get mocked.
-near College Street
And then he drank it all
Drunken dude on a phone: I'm on a streetcar. And I'm going to a boat cruise. And I'm already ruined... You know, I have a bottle of gin at home with your name on it - literally, it has your name on it. I think I was drunk and wrote your name on it.
-Spadina streetcar