CITY FINALLY TRAPS A SQUIRREL!
And they say it's the PRIME SUSPECT! How did they know? Was it the tattoos? The cigarette hanging precariously from it's mouth? The miniature toy Harley hiding behind the tree?
As I was driving down Castro, I actually saw the police frisk it for weapons, break out the cuffs and throw it in the back seat. There was an angry lynch mob holding bats and rocks. Women beating their chests. Children crying. Oh Jon, the HORROR!
Thursday, February 22, 2007
This just in
A reader sends the following...