At least they were nice about it! Makes the trek down to good ol’ 450 7th Street just a little more bearable.
[Photo by Penelope Popsicle, as usual]
Poop on My Driveway and I Will Run You Over With My Stroller
Driveway of Forgiveness
I’m thinking maybe it’s “I to wed you!”, an ungrammatical proposal of marriage.
The blog so nice they named it twice. (And to be clear, it's mostly about the Mission.)