New Yorkers Are Stuck In

Satire Of Satire Tends To Be Self-canceling, And Deliberate Shock Tactics Soon Lose Their Ability To Shock, Especially When They're Too Deliberate.

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.'

The Waterfront Without The Ferry Tower Would Be Like A Birthday Cake Without A Candle.

All American Cars Are Basically Chevrolets.

God! I Loove This City!