The Bathroom Wall
It's been a long day at work. I'm employed by a college, and I spent part of today over at the dorms correcting the spelling on the bathroom wall graffiti. Here's a hint, guys, "pussy" has two "s"'s.
Ladies, if you've never seen the men's room, you might just want to take a field trip there once or twice. It may just change your opinion on a few things, like lesbianism as a viable option.
Oh, it's a veritable art fair in there. There's poetry, drawings, lyrics, ornate carvings and sculptures, all dedicated to furthering the primal horniness and homophobia of mankind.
My favorite are the profanities carved into the walls and doors, so painstakingly crafted it seems as if the artist had purposefully chosen the beef fajitas and a whole gallon of gin for lunch, just so he could have enough time later on in the toilet to complete his art.
It's a scene reminiscent of Soho in the seventies, except with maybe even more of a musky, urine smell.
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Okay, so I'm picturing you with a red sharpie, editing the profanity. I have to say it's quite the image. LOL!
Sca-ROTE PULL!
I took a chick I met at the Deep Eddy into the homre's loo (at her request - just to see it) one night at approximately 1:45 AM. If you've ever seen the bathrooms at the Deep Eddy, you'll understand why she was duly impressed. They're a lot like Soho in the seventies.
Scrote pull is my favorite piece of toilet literature. It can be found on the towel roll machine at the Showdown.
ha! lesbianism as a viable option. wait a second...
In our coed rest room when I was in college, we put magnetic poetry on one of the stall walls. Most of our poems were as dirty as we could get using the standard and Shakespeare Magnetic Poetry kits. "Codpiece" got a lot of use.
The funniest thing I've ever seen on a bathroom wall was, "Don't bother not sitting down in here. The AIDS jumps 6 feet." Priceless.
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