Hi, this is live from CNN New york. Its been heck of a day, straight to live pictures. Hustle on the streets, all walks of life. Today's talk is about sex and the city. So thats over to our vulgar correspondent jeff goldbum (a huge cheer & drumbeats).-k
Jb- hi there, its afternoon and boys on sidewalk. Boys- (emphatic) what? Jb- got no college, this ain't pc game show. You seen uma thurman? A nerdy replied- slugfest for nerds. Jb- haha i meant uma thurman. Nerdy- i slept with brittany!(applaud). - k
Jb- hi there, its afternoon and boys on sidewalk. Boys- (emphatic) what? Jb- got no college, this ain't pc game show. You seen uma thurman? A nerdy replied- slugfest for nerds. Jb- haha i meant uma thurman. Nerdy- i slept with brittany!(applaud). - k
Jb- oh! Lets check out this cab guy instead. Cg- hi u dwan josne? Jb- yeah, so u know sex CNN? Cg- oh! My wife works in SXN, and has X porn. Jb- so u never date? Cg- yeah sometimes, u want to come. Jb- i have some scripting to do. Cg- children movie - k
Jb- lets say hello to black T. (applause) Fed- ahem got a raise! yo mama! Jb- funny do you watch sex & the city? Fed- i like nigerian tv! Jb- have u ever dated any white woman like uma thurman? Fed- i've met sandra bulloc but no date! Jb-u do look good.
Jb- there some geeks from india. The geeks seeing jeff and crew, clutch their crotch and recite a mantra. While geek women make a shrill and run away. Jb turns to chinese fellows. The chinese do some hip thrusting dragon dance. Jb- hey where's dating? -k
Jb- there some geeks from india. The geeks seeing jeff and crew, clutch their crotch and recite a mantra. While geek women make a shrill and run away. Jb turns to chinese fellows. The chinese do some hip thrusting dragon dance. Jb- hey where's dating? -k
Back in the CNN studios. Jeff- this ain't your oprah! (Applause) White women in New york are given a lot of training. The surprising undress juggs. That has nothing to do with love or any arousing. Its just dating i suppose! - kunal
The swiftly-flowing water carries our two-man canoe down the river cutting a passage through the magnificent woods of ancient age. Lord knows what one would have witnessed during the aeons if one would have been a tree here, some, the tallest, the mightiest, are 5000 years old. Some were already 3000 years old when Jesus’ dad carpented a wine barrel for that dinner party his son was about to throw.
The clucking sounds of water hitting stones rising up through the surface by the shore, the melody the stream’s making when there’s a short drop, the cracking of wood manufactured by some animal watching us from behind the trees, then taking off, the gazing sun sweating our foreheads, my mates, who’s sat in front of me, stupid smeared attempt at a Native American war painted face. - I always wanted to be a Mohican, he said as he walked up to the car, with zigzag lines and circles in various colors all over his face. - That’s Navajo, dude, I responded with a sigh - No, it’s Mohican…. he began - Whatever, I cut him off
The river’s making a sharp right turn, and it’s one of those odd moments when you sense something fishy is going on. I rise from the canoe, just stretching a bit, like a Sub-Saharan Manguster popping up from its hole in the ground, getting a view of the surrounds, on the look-out for snakes.
We approach the river-bend, tension in the air, I can smell my mates fear, he’s also sensing this, we slow down the canoe with our paddles, just in case, make the bend, and…. nothing.
I can hear my mate’s heart skip a beat, then a sigh of relief, I fall back into a more relaxed stance. We continue to paddle, and suddenly
The unmistakable sound of a Banjo
- Oh no, I know this film, I say - THIS IS NOT GOOD! I shout. - DIVE, DIVE, DIVE, I punch my mate on the back and yell. - This ain’t a submarine, you fool, it's a canoe, is his response. - This ain’t for real, you idiot, it’s a made up story on a message board, I counter. Dive I said, before we’re caught by this crazy bugger and made to squeal like pigs
Jb- 'live on the street car named desire! What is this place.' A mexican woman dressed in undergarments greets jb. Jb- this seems the exact street where tripleh married stephy. Mexican-yeah, its hooker's lane. Jb-so u see whats dating. No need of church.
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