E.C. Tour of San Francisco.

[Mr. T]

Good gravy! We moved from Apex, NC, a beautiful, friendly, civilized, lovely place, to SF. Hated every minute with a deadly hate.

Burr, how in the H*LL did you spend 20 years in SF without rotting your soul?

Apex is full of a bunch of gravy dripping libs.

[Zonga]

Apex is full of a bunch of gravy dripping libs.

We didn't live on that street.

[Ironsmith]

Apex is full of a bunch of gravy dripping libs.

The libs there are dripping with GRAVY? BLASPHEMY!!! Who would waste perfectly good gravy on some scuzzy roach baiting liberal's?

[spirit of Ronald Reagan]

Apex??? I stay clear of that place as much as possible. It's the new Cary with a few less trailer parks full of illegals. You should see the mess it's turned into over the past few years.

[Ironsmith]

Look, the point is San Francisco isn't all bad. I mean where else can you consistently wake up next to a dead hooker and get your money back every time?

[spirit of Ronald Reagan]

Probably Detroit.

[Ironsmith]

My god man, have you ever seen the hookers left in Detroit? No you wouldn't...

[Zonga]

Granted, living in Apex was years ago when it was farmers and Southern Baptists, good neighbors.

Cary has always been toxic.

I miss our frequent trips the The Peddler in Raleigh for prime rib and custom cut steaks. If you've never been to the Peddler - a butcher wheeled a cart of various cuts of prime beef to your table and while he lovingly caressed the meat offered to cut your steak as thick as you pleased. The prime rib came in two sizes, large and ginormous.

SF is all bad all the time, nothing can stop its spiral deeper into hell.

[Ironsmith]

Oh seriously? I LOVED the Peddler in Raleigh! I lived just outside New Bern and we made that drive often for a steak dinner that will make legions of poor people wail and lament with envy.

[Uncle Al]

For a while I worked at SAS Institute in Cary. Cary wasn't so much toxic as beige.