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About San Diego

Tellin’ ya, tho, it pisses me off. All this sneakin’ around, dodgin’ cops. Why can’t it be simple? Walk up, say hi, done deal. Nope! Gotta play detective, like I’m Monty tryna figure out who’s snitchin’. “Who’s the rat in this game?” I mutter to myself, scratchin’ my bald head. Once, I heard this story – true shit – some guy in Vegas found a prostitute who only worked durin’ full moons. Said it kept her “mystical.” I’m like, “D’oh! That’s nuts!” But kinda cool, right? Bet she charged extra for that vibe.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Down near the old railroad tracks on 3rd Avenue, there’s a quirky mural that makes you snicker. It’s like, “What? Are you the clown of this town or what?” Trust me, it’ll get under your skin in the best possible way. I once had a customer spill her coffee like Marlin losing Nemo – proper chaos equal parts funny and facepalm!

Comedian with Netflix special coming to Lemoore