Pets and Cute Fuffy Animals

If just last week you had told me I'd be seeing some skateboard industry dirtbag rocking a PETA hoodie at a competition at Potrero del Sol, I would have laughed at you and bet you I'd start eating meat again if the sight was seen.  Well, what the fuck, four dancing bunnies spotted within feet of Potrero's bowl.  Does this mean it's cool to wear your veganism on for back or is PETA the apex of hooded irony?

The vegetarian in me is cringing, but the internet in me cannot resist.

(photo by Julie Michelle)

I'm in love with everything about this obscenely bitchy note about a dog pooping on the sidewalk: the red text shadowing on the title, the yellow matting, the threat of legal recourse for continued pooping, the suggestion to give the dog away, and wrapped up with a friendly "Thx!"

I can only imagine the exciting horror it must be to have sex with this person.

Everyone in San Francisco is excited about today's ruling.  Even the pigeons!

(photo by Ron Rothbert)

Well, this is a clever way to protect your rape van from petty crime: cover your smashed out window with a bed sheet claiming you have a guard dog lurking in your van.  Our investigation of the vehicle revealed that there was, in fact, no dog present, $1.73 in change in the ashtray and a really nice iPod charger.

I love the new 7x7 website!  Today I went to visit one of my favorite 7x7 blogs only to find out that they 404ed that shit.  Normally the axing of their entire blog network would be news, but they upstaged themselves by getting the most confusing 404 animation I've seen to date:

7x7's mascot, Robby the Roasted Red Rooster (??), can't seem to fly for shit and hits a tree on the way to San Francisco.  Apparently Robby is up in Mt. Sasta because the last time I saw that much pot near a snow-capped mountain I was picking up a 62-year-old hitchhiker that smelled like he slept in cow shit for warmth.

 Reader "mailorders" snapped this epic pic and shares this story:

This started out as a heated confrontation when the dog ran at the guy in the t-shirt, threateningly barking.  This dog has a history of being noisy and somewhat unruly; I don't think that he's dangerous, but if somebody doesn't know dogs, they're bound to think that the dog is about to attack. His guardian, the guy with the buzz cut got mouthy and even as the guy in the t-shirt was walking away, the dog continued to follow him, barking all the time. I guess it escalated from there.

There you go people.  Don't own a dog.  Thanks mailorders!

Fuck this, kill all sea creatures!

(photo by Octoferret)

* A quick google on the flickrnets indicates that this Fillmore piece in the Lower Haight is at least a year old, but it's new to me.

I think they were pissed about Spain winning the World Cup.