God! I Loove This City!

Cockroaches And Socialites Are The Only Things That Can Stay Up All Night And Eat Anything.

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.'

Old San Francisco - The One So Many Nostalgics Yearn For - Had Buildings That Related Well To Each Other.

You Cover Q-tips With Sandpaper And Ram Them Up Your Nostrils As Far As They Will Go. Then You Sniff Talcum Powder While Shredding Hundred Dollar Bills.

I Have A Memory Like An Elephant. I Remember Every Elephant I've Ever Met.