
Abandoned baby stroller, a pile of clothes, a gaggle of pigeons. Remember when there was all this talk about babies invading the Mission? I think their time may have come and gone.

Abandoned baby stroller, a pile of clothes, a gaggle of pigeons. Remember when there was all this talk about babies invading the Mission? I think their time may have come and gone.
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Babies were so nine months ago.
I can’t even conceive of that.
This pun is a little premature guys
Ah yes, the infamous baby-eating pigeons of Dolores Park
The problem with babies is what do you do when you’re done with them?
Can you just hand them off to a humane shelter or something? I mean come on, a baby for a few months is fine. But anything more than that? Get real.
Is that what happened to you?
Well, they do turn into something else. But most parents just turn around and make another baby. I know mine did.
Is that how they do it? “Just turn around, honey, let’s make another baby.”
Naw, you make babies by doing “The Hokey Pokey” — that’s why the last line of the song is, “That’s what it’s all about!”
Hey Mr. Eric, if you’re not happy with your particular baby, there’s a baby swap every Friday night at Phone Booth. You can bring yours and see if anyone else wants to trade. They also have free meatballs.
Free meatballs? Is that what they do with the leftover babies?
what am I supposed to do when I move and it says ‘no babies’… help.