Ever work at a store with an intercom system? "Cleanup on aisle four." There's always the temptation to say something funny into it, to make a weird noise or cough or confuse the customers. And there's the amusement that happens when somebody new uses it. "Uhh... (click, buzz) is this... hey boss, uh, come here." The Metro intercoms seem to be mostly used for incoherent announcements about "trains... and stations" and things of that nature, but we can see the possibility of some mischief. And there's always the chance that it'll get used to solve some kind of argument or as some kind of dare. "C'mon, do it!" In this case, I think someone just won five bucks.

Quote of the Week:

Last Friday morning at the Brookland Metro Station:

Station manager interrupting normal daily Red Line delay recording: "Contrary to popular belief, it does not rain inside subway stations." Then the recording continued.

After the jump, cheese curls, being totally hardcore and metal, and the National Shopping Mall.

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Photo by chip py the photo guy

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But she totally dominates in barfing competitions.

Friday night in the Black Cat women's restroom:

Drunk Girl 1: "I fell, like, five times."
Drunk Girl 2: (annoyed) "Do you want to make a contest out of it?"
Drunk Girl 1: (meekly) "No."

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Way better than Chester Cheetah commercials.

Red line toward Glenmont between Woodley Park and Dupont:

A 3- or 4-year old sitting next to her mom mumbles something.
Mom: "What dear?"
Daughter, much louder and clearer: "Did you get the cheese curls? I love the fucking cheese curls!"
Mom is stunned and after a moment replies, "Honey, we don't say those words."
Daughter: "But Mommy, I like (much softer voice) the cheese curls."

The entire end of the train broke up in laughter, including mom.

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They should check out the National Museum of Orange Julius and Piercing Pagoda too.

At the farecard machines in Dupont Circle.

Two tourist friends are trying to figure out how much money to put on their card and what stop to get off.

Local guy: "You guys need help?"
Tourist 1: "Yeah, we're going to The Mall downtown. What stop should we get off at?"
Local guy: "Well, probably the Smithsonian stop, but where exactly are you going?"
Tourist 1 & 2 in unison: "Macy's!"

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Maybe she should try Abbreviations 101

Looking at an online course catalog:

Girl: "The nursing school offers a course called 'Forensic ANAL, victims of violence!' What do you think that's about?!"
Five people sitting near her: "ANALYSIS!"

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Who eats every four or five hours? Aside from normal people.

Impossibly super skinny chick to corporate type co-worker:

Girl: "Yeah, the salads from that place are really great."
Guy: "Really?"
Girl: "They really hold you over, but only for about 4 or 5 hours, then you have to eat again."

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Pissing is so metal.

In Manassas at an outdoor bonfire/metal show:

18 year-old-girl to band loading their van: "Is this your van? Because I have to take the guy who pissed on the PA home."

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Good thing he's not a plumber.

At M and Wisconsin:

Woman: "Wait, he in finance too? Girl, I'd be financing him under his desk!"