I really freakin’ hate the graffiti on the bathroom stalls. It's kind of uncomfortable when you’re just sitting there, waiting to excrete waste from your rear end, and have to look at the disgusting words on the stalls. Sometimes they are initials written into a scratched in heart. But sometimes, only sometimes there are gems to be found on them. But fair warning, humorous and well thought out vandalism can most commonly be found in the art wing’s bathrooms.
But my all-time frick frackin’, patty wackin’ favorite would have to be this one:
‘They paint the stalls to silence my pen, but the shithouse poet strikes again’














