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Says videographer Lindsay on Instagram:
“Oh my shit, it’s 1988.”
Some things—Bush, Sr.’s “read my lips” speech chief among them—are best left in 1988. Other things—A Fish Called Wanda, DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince, and rapping along with one’s boom box on public transit—are absolutely not.
I especially enjoy how the boom-box toting Muni Metro rapper is, maybe intentionally, rapping at the guy on the iPad ignoring him.
Let’s play Name That Tune. Go!
Photo by Patrick
Muni never disappoints, does it?
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I beg your pardon! Those are brand-new seats, which smell like new toys on Christmas morning! Unless this is just a cautionary message because we’ve soiled our new things already. Could go either way on this, honestly.
Thx to Muni rider Lisa on the Instagramz. Tell your prettiest (or at least most visually evocative) stories to @munidiaries on Instagram.
Found on Spear Street near Mission, where one would never need adequate wayfinding signs. What’s a Transbay Transit Center? Where is the cable car? Important questions, these.
Between this and fingernail clipping on the streetcar today—that lady and her errant nail bits proved a fine ambassador to our even finer city—I’d like to extend my warmest welcome alongside heaps of good luck to you tourists.
Thanks to Amy of @cappstreetcrap and Tiny Rides for the pic.
Most days, anyway. And unlike the rad “Fuckin Muni” shirts, this message is unambiguous.
Photo by Muni rider Corey.
Unless that’s your thing, of course.
This probably wasted dude in London just wasn’t having it. The UK’s Express reports from eyewitnesses:
“He started punching the sign and miming getting hit back by it. His acting skills were quite admirable and he completely threw himself into his little crazy role-play. We were rooting for him.”
I wonder who rooted for the sign.