“So do you think you can hurry up and move along, buddy? Just trying to get home over here.”
Just look at this little guy, sitting there all alone while his owners brunch it up at St. Francis Fountain. I definitely understand why he’s looking so pissed off, too–I mean, if I was missing out on their delectable biscuits and gravy, I’d probably feel the same way!
Hang in there, little fella!
Sunny patio, heat lamp, and a Bloody Mary (not pictured) from what just might be the best bar in the city.
Ps. Don’t worry, Knockout! I still love you! I just wish you had a patio, too!
Reclining like a motherfucker!
[via Jeff Seal]
You know him, you love him. And in case you don’t, Mission local Meesha explains:
I really like this guy. Rolls by on his Segway daily blasting some of the best low rider oldie jams on the daily. Today was particularly special, as he had a poodle tucked under his arm whilst sucking on a lollipop! What a legend.
Read on for more striking visuals.
Chomsky is still lost somewhere in the Mission District. The last time he was spotted around [2 hours] ago was on 20th street heading towards Folsom street around Dolores. If you have anyone in the neighborhood that can help keep their eyes peeled for the little fella, I would greatly appreciate it. If they spot him, please have them call the SF Animal Control Animal Emergency (415) 554-9400. Thank you.
UPDATE: Found! In Daly City wtf! (Thanks, Megan!)