Real rat, stuffed rat, 40 oz. of the champagne of beers, fifth element, ninth gate, 16th street…
The list goes on, courtesy my roommate’s iPhone. Ask me how!
Oh yesss. I admired this rat as she rolled down 16th St today. Had a nice chat with the owner as well. Rat’s name is Sheba (Cheeba?). I commented on the rat’s red eyes and asked what it had been smoking. I was told she doesn’t smoke, but prefers beer over hard alcohol. Sheba the rat is also a virgin. “Can’t have too many rats running around. Once they start, they can’t stop.” Oh, you know those Mission rats.
I know. TMI. But I was intrigued by Sheba.
nice, i got a pic on the way home too: http://www.flickr.com/photos/68625749@N00/3946385831/
El pozo deja para ver, 40 de Miller, dos ratas, y los vídeos de una lengua más española que usted puede sacudir un palillo en — ¿qué más podría un individuo pedir?
why all the westerns I wonder – those were for sale i assume?
The Fifth Element = possibly the best movie of all time
This should be entitled “Shit gets NORMAL on 16th Street”
I love the crazy!
The blog so nice they named it twice. (And to be clear, it's mostly about the Mission.)