More Tales of Sacramento at Night

Drunken customers at the AM/PM usually don't use language that well, but once in a while you hear interesting turns-of-phrase. Last night, one customer turned to his friend and levelled an accusation:

Your like a f*****n' salmon going to Capistrano!

I have no idea what he meant, but I like the pastoral image of migrating schools of plentiful, ocean-going fish, braving every obstacle (including a lack of water) to nest in the rafters of the old Spanish Mission.