Ok, so I went out to Walgreens because I wanted to get something sweet to eat or drink. As I rounded the corner where the Starbucks is there was a homeless person standing there facing the corner of the building. He had his willy out and was peeing on the corner. What the hell is wrong with San Francisco? We have all these crazy ass homeless people all over the place. They pee and poop everywhere and they harass you.
My solution is that official whacking sticks be made legal, like those sticks that they used to beat The Jesus. Mel Gibson can even sell them! If a homeless person asks you for money then it's perfectly legal to whack him with the stick. If you catch a homeless person going to the bathroom in public then you are free to whack him with the stick. If a homeless person holds a parking space hostage then you can whack him with the stick. This will make homeless people think twice about doing these things. Would you ask someone for money if you thought the chances where good that you would get whacked with a stick instead?
Anyway, I bought a butterfinger ice cream bar and a root beer soda. I made a bad mistake. I wanted to go to 111 Minna after work for the art show opening. The ice cream and soda mix are fighting in my tummy now and there is no way I will be able to go. I'm going to be in the bathroom all night. blah!
4:09 p.m. - 2004-04-01
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