I’m not sure whether to laugh or cry. I guess Clint Eastwood said it best:
“I know what you’re thinking: “Did he fire six shots or only five?” Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I’ve kinda lost track myself. But being this is a .44 Magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, you’ve got to ask yourself one question: ‘Do I feel lucky?’ Well, do ya, punk?”
In a City as nasty and as “queer” (using the bakeries language) as San Francisco, I’m going to say I would probably avoiding eating at a bakery called “REEMS”, just saying!
San Francisco is a great tragedy and it’s going to get worse when someone in the government discovers that you can’t tax indigents, shop lifters and meth dealers. and raw sewage turns the Bay into a cesspool…