There’s this blog called Deano Got Drunk which purports to depict this dog Deano posing on the streets with all the alcoholic beverages he consumes. It’s funny.
Today, Deano got drunk on Four Loko.
There’s this blog called Deano Got Drunk which purports to depict this dog Deano posing on the streets with all the alcoholic beverages he consumes. It’s funny.
Today, Deano got drunk on Four Loko.
In homage to the internet’s most popular bunny rabbit, Pickles the cat demonstrates his hidden talent.
When asked about his discriminatory treatment, the puppy dejectedly replied, “I thought they would be happy sashimi.”
It’s as if Timbuk2 read our dog-smuggling post from earlier this week and saw the need to fast-track this prototype out the door. Announced today, the Muttmover is the latest in bicycle dog transportation. Watch in this video as a young lady stuffs a pooch into the bag and effortlessly rides from Hayes Valley into the Mission. Nice work on that Market St. triple-lane change!
According the description, the bag is meant for animals under 15 pounds, including felines. Although, good luck getting a cat to put up with this nonsense.
MM reader Jesse P. caught this cyclist at 16th and Valencia the other day, and wants to know a few things:
Is this dog taking a nap? Is Noe Valley in-fluxing the Mission?
Either way, I’m kind of jealous. Of the dog.
Our pal Joshua checked out the free jazz show at Explorist International and had this to say:
At one point a dog wandered in, the drummer paused to pet the dog and the other musicians sorta filled in for the missing beats only to have the drummer jump back in at the right moment, free jazz at it’s best.
Hear that jazzbos? Don’t let a little thing like “being in the middle of a performance” keep you from taking care of business. Work it into your solo. Read on for the full typo-ridden review.
A friendly reminder to be sure to take care of that bike ride on Saturday, because you never know when Sunday will get rained out.
Bummed that the shady check cashing spot refused his kryptonite-for-cash offer, Superman takes a moment to recalibrate, hopes buoyed only by the thought of all the children in Venezuela named after him.
Usually I’m wholeheartedly against pets wearing outfits, but this was just too ridiculous. Fantastic retro color scheme for the vest (with strikingly strategic peace patch placement), augmented by a similarly-pigmented bone shirt worn underneath? And his fur matches too?
Probably the only time I’ve ever been jealous of a dog’s ensemble. If anyone can recreate this outfit in human clothes, I will gladly wear it out to Mission Mission’s office hours (usually Wednesdays at Bender’s) for all to see. I don’t even care that there aren’t any pants.
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