Jan Ginger

At my place of employment, Reading Terminal Market, there is the most fabulous, insightful old man claiming to be named Jan Ginger. He is truly the highlight of my week. He can be spotted with a jacket stuffed full of fruit, usually wearing a plaid shirt and a boxy hat.
Here is a complilation of Jan Ginger's exclaimations over the past year:

"Have you ever heard of a man named Jan? Well, I'm him!"
"My middle name is ginger!"
"Tell Jan, Ginger was here"
"My grandmother is coming for coffee"
"My grandmother is 200 years old"
"My grandmother couldn't find the coffee stand so she whipped me for 2 hours and i cried"
"I'm going to take a pitcure so my grandmother can find the coffee stand!"
"I just got a message back; It said 2007 wants to stop but it can't"
"2007 getting so good! I just can't stop it!"
"I just got word that july's not gonna stop! It's too good to the people!"
"Tell Jan... I'm cleaning up this mess and i didn't make it... it's getting' good! Tell Jan 2007 is just gettin' good!"
"My grandmother is around the corner, she wants to shake your hand"
"Jan! 2008s pushing 2007 out because it's going to be better!"