Last time it was a vampire and the other day it was a pirate I
encountered in San Francisco. Some nearly ****d dude in a
pirate hat, sword and ****eld, and what appeared to be a fake
rubber butt glued onto the back of his tight shorts, running
down the sidewalk growling "arghhhh!"
The city keeps getting weirder, on a given day you will encounter
hippies, punkers, flaming faggots, lots of crackheads and winos,
Scientologists, communists, anarchists, leftists, and LaRouchies.
Everyone in San Francisco hates Bush, anti-Bush t-****rts in
souvenir shops and lamppost stickers trash him every where you
go. Drugs are sold on the sidewalk, junkies hog the scarce public
toilets to shoot heroin in, someone's always protesting something,
and I've even seen a guy selling dildos on the sidewalk - just
standing there waving big vibrating *** toys as passers-by. Oh,
and of course the tran***ual crack whores on Polk Street.
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