...fuck you. And you. And you. And you, behind that tree. Fuck you in the SUV. Fuck you on the bike. Fuck you in Marin, the city, down the Peninsula, and in the East Bay. Fuck all you BBWs and all you skinny-ass waifs. Fuck you, Gray Davis, and Bustamente Cruz, and Arnold Schwarzennager, and everyone else running for governor. Fuck everyone who's not running for governor too. Fuck the homeless, fuck the Marina chicks, fuck the Mission hipsters, fuck the rich and fuck the poor. Fuck all you SF natives, and fuck everyone who moved here from New York and can't stand it. Fuck asian girls who only date white men, fuck white men who only date asian girls, fuck white men who only date white girls, in fact fuck anyone who dates anyone. Fuck everyone who went to Burning Man and fuck everyone who stayed in the city. Fuck the Burning Man himself, too. Fuck you, Craig, and fuck your staff, and fuck everyone who keeps threatening to sue you. Fuck you, friends, and fuck you, family, and fuck you, my household pets. Oh, and fuck you, me.

That is all.