After feeling a little mischievous during a weekend stay in San Francisco, I went to the grocery store and bought two dozen eggs. I then went to the Golden Gate Bridge and threw them down below at some people who were passing by on a ferry. About five minutes later some policemen pulled up behind me. They asked me if I saw anyone throwing eggs. I told him that I was an eyewitness, and they were thrown by a rowdy gang of inner city chickens. They believed me and left in hot pursuit. In San Francisco (where anything goes) anything is possible. (That city is weird).
