Let’s pretend for a moment that I’m the stupidest commercial landlord in all of Los Angeles, shall we? And I have a tenant in one of my buildings who runs your standard type of pet store, one that stocks puppies:
and frogs, and bunnies:
and iguanas, and turtles, and fish:
and there happened to be a really nice arcade over the door of this building, and the tenant decided to use that arcade to jazz up his already great pet mural out front:
and paint a beautiful peacock with its tail spread out protectively over all of the other animals, spread out across the entire arcade, his feet perched on the security gate rail:
Let’s see; if I were the stupidest commercial landlord in all of Los Angeles, what would I do when I saw my tenant’s beautiful mural? Oh, that’s right; I’d cover it with a crappy yellow awning:
Hooray! I’m the stupidest commercial landlord in all of Los Angeles!









Hey! Where is that store? I need a peacock for my turtles. Seriously.
You need a peacock for your turtles? Is this some sort of slang I don’t understand?