Once, when I worked at a poster store...

I wonder if I still have this poster?

There are a plethora of reasons why I find this poster amusing, although trying to picture a viscious racket with arms probably tops the list.

Which oddly reminds me that earlier this week I was walking down Shattuck Ave. in Berkeley, and who would be there sitting in his decrepit old wheelchair? If you happened to spit out, "Spare any Change." You would be correct it is the "spare any change" crackhead from my telegraph days... wow, how the times change.