Behold, the Tenderloin National Forest’s Pygmy Forest. Now’s your chance to pitch that Smurfette/elf/sprite show at Market Street Cinema, dirty hippies, whathaveyou.
Market Street Cinema, giving the Exploratorium & Cal Academy a run for their science hegemonies.
Not so much a misspelling as a vowel imperative. Sure, there should be an a in there, but it just looks so good, so round, so right.
Feeling a little let down by Market Street Cinema’s marquee this time around.
Maybe something a little simpler, akin to “Roses are red, violets are blue, let one of our showgirls sit on you?”
I don’t know, they’ve just set my standards so high.
Showgirls slick with blubber and mouths wet with the blood of seals? This, I’d pay to see.
Continued genius from the former Lit major at Market Street Cinema.
