Sorry, Class of 2010, guess you’ll never know when the next 1 train is arriving. (NYT)

Sorry, David Paterson, CC’77, but come on- can’t you just take the hint(Daily Intel)

Sorry, New York school kids… all that zucchini bread is going straight to your hips. You can thank us later. (NYT)

Sorry to break it to you, rich uncle Bloomberg, but all your money still can’t buy me love. (City Room)

Sorry, geese, that you’re all being rounded up and exterminated, but you keep messing up our planes and your poop gets everywhere! (NYT)

Sorry NYU, quantity does not equal quality. And you still don’t have a campus. (NYP)


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