I was on the bus going down Market Street in SF. It was about 9pm on a weekend night. I looked over and there on a side street in full view was a dude in a WHEELCHAIR tagging a wall. It was a huge tag, maybe three feet high and five feet long... Some name.
This is the most massive FUYA I have ever witnessed!
But... seriously dude?
I HATE taggers. I should have gotten off the bus and
#1: Taken a photo!
#2: Given his wheelchair a good PUSH!
Fuck. You. All.
Friday, October 24, 2014
Blow Drying Your Pubes... At the Gym?
So I've observed this a couple of times at the Y in Oakland where I work out.
Two different times, two different ladies.
I'm in the locker room changing.
I look over and in front of the sink area is a naked woman blow drying her hair. The hair on her head. She's an older asian woman. And then she starts blow drying her pubes. To a fluffy dryness. Just standing there in front of everyone blow drying her big bush.
I find this fucking hilarious.
She has that FUYA look in her eye... she doesn't care who is watching.
Go girl!
Two different times, two different ladies.
I'm in the locker room changing.
I look over and in front of the sink area is a naked woman blow drying her hair. The hair on her head. She's an older asian woman. And then she starts blow drying her pubes. To a fluffy dryness. Just standing there in front of everyone blow drying her big bush.
I find this fucking hilarious.
She has that FUYA look in her eye... she doesn't care who is watching.
Go girl!
Thursday, October 23, 2014
The Juice Nazi
So I was at the Farmer's market near my house in San Francisco. There was a juice booth, where fresh smoothies were being made. Behind the booth was this huge pile of pulp and a sign that said you could take some for your pets. Pretty cool. I had never thought of putting pulp in my dog's food. The sign said it would help their health, make their coat shinier, blah blah blah. Why the hell not try it? So I was scooping some out to take and one of the women at the booth came over and started talking to me.
Our conversation was something like this:
Me: "Wow this is a really cool idea! I make a juice with my juicer every morning and never thought of giving the pulp to my pets. Do you think they'd like all of it though?"
The Juice Nazi: "What all do you put in it?"
Me: "Kale, carrots, zucchini, cucumber, an orange..."
This is when the Juice Nazi cut me off and in a very bitchy know-it-all matronly tone starting telling me about the old masters of juicing and what I should and shouldn't mix when I make a juice in my juicer. Well EXCUSE me. I didn't give a shit about what she was saying because I've done my share of reading on juices, etc. I hate unsolicited advice given in a condescending tone.
You know what I have to say to the "old masters" of juicing? FUYA!
Our conversation was something like this:
Me: "Wow this is a really cool idea! I make a juice with my juicer every morning and never thought of giving the pulp to my pets. Do you think they'd like all of it though?"
The Juice Nazi: "What all do you put in it?"
Me: "Kale, carrots, zucchini, cucumber, an orange..."
This is when the Juice Nazi cut me off and in a very bitchy know-it-all matronly tone starting telling me about the old masters of juicing and what I should and shouldn't mix when I make a juice in my juicer. Well EXCUSE me. I didn't give a shit about what she was saying because I've done my share of reading on juices, etc. I hate unsolicited advice given in a condescending tone.
You know what I have to say to the "old masters" of juicing? FUYA!
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