A Man Begins Cutting His

I Hope I Go To Heaven, And When I Do, I'm Going To Do What Every San Franciscan Does When He Gets There. He Looks Around And Says, 'it Ain't Bad, But It Ain't San Francisco.'

All American Cars Are Basically Chevrolets.

San Franciscans Have A Bond Of Self-satisfaction Bordering On Smugness.

Martinis Are Like Breasts, One Isn't Enough, And Three Is Too Many.

There Are A Thousand Viewpoints In The Viewtiful City.