When it rains in New York, the train starts smelling like hamster.

Vatican City should be called Popenhagen.

Happiness is having a large, caring, close-knit family in another city.

Why do they call it rush hour when nothing moves?

The worst part about borrowing money is having to pay it back or move to a new city.

People just don’t build cities on rock and roll anymore.

The potholes in my city will change your radio station and unlock the doors.

Another day of explaining to mom that New York is big and the footage she saw wasn’t shot on my street.

Any place is a walkable city if you’re broke enough.

Nobody ever talks about how Sodom and Gomorrah were walkable cities.

Pitching a sitcom where all the top people running a major city have been arrested and by chain of command the person in charge is now a librarian.

Big city friend is complaining about a 10 minute wait for a subway while I sit here waiting for the rail replacement horse.

I hope this email finds you in the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty.

You live in a great city when you get pooped on by a seagull instead of a pigeon.

Oh, you like NYC? Name every rat.

Remember: when a band skips your city on tour, it is always personal and they always hate you specifically.

Why’s it always “NYC smells like pee” and never “my pee smells like the greatest city in the world”?

If you’re riding a bike in New York City, it means you care about your health. Riding one in Tennessee means you got a DUI.

Welcome to downtown where the crosswalk signals are merely suggestions and you hope the puddles are water.