Jesse in Iowa says that the unisex bathroom at a local bar/coffee shop has long played host to a running debate about the need to raise or lower the toilet seat. Recently, another Sharpie-wielding sheriff stepped in with this contribution. My question: Was the writer a child, or a truck driver?
Meanwhile, Tom spotted this offensive leap of logic at a bar in Waco, Texas.
Of course, as Heather in Kentucky noticed, women can be just as offensive and illogical when it comes to their bathroom-stall musings.
For the really crude stuff, though, you’ve got to turn to a Canadian.
related: An artistic phallacy
extra credit: Public Toilet Survival Kit
29 responses so far ↓
#1
Sir Puke
Scrawl sighted in a stall at work:
Don’t write on the walls!
(different hand writing added later): OK, we won’t!
Dec 1, 2012 at 2:43 pm rating: 90
#2
Jorge Barnes
Well, technically they wrote on an outlet cover not a wall, so they may be neither.
Sound like I’m splitting hairs? I am, but I point out the distinction because an outlet cover could probably be easily wiped off.
Dec 1, 2012 at 2:45 pm rating: 90
#3
Fridge Pirate
The writing on the wall was F-Wording delicious.
Dec 1, 2012 at 2:49 pm rating: 90
#4
C
I can’t decide if I’d rather be a hopeless perverted homo or a fishtwat slut.
Dec 1, 2012 at 3:31 pm rating: 90
#5
roninmd
Best ever written in very small type at the very bottom of a stall door at an engineering bldg @ Texas A&M so you had to lean way down to read it: “If you can read this, you are sh*tting at an angle of 15 degrees”
Dec 1, 2012 at 3:42 pm rating: 90
#6
Poltergeist
Notewriter #2 is correct – bathrooms are not places for anonymous gossip or filthy language, and nobody wants to read about your shitty love life. I would never do something as excruciatingly gay as writing on the bathroom wall. If you’re going in there for anything but a bowel movement, I suggest you ship your overused ass off to San Franhomo where your kind are welcome. And don’t forget to pack your anal beads.
Now could somebody please hand me that nail file? I’m trying to smooth out the edges of this hole I carved in the stall partition.
Dec 1, 2012 at 3:44 pm rating: 90
#7
depro
In response to the original question: it was a truck driving child. Tonka, if you need the make of the truck.
Dec 1, 2012 at 8:58 pm rating: 90
#8
Who passed out the Haterade?
Not sure why, but the third one reminded me of this oddly poetic entry:
“Those who write on bathroom walls
Roll their $#!+ in little balls
Those who read these words of wit
Eat those little balls of $#!+”
Dec 2, 2012 at 7:52 am rating: 90
#9
Dane Zeller
It’s a GENRE, for god’s sakes! Rod Serling started out this way!
Dec 2, 2012 at 8:51 am rating: 90
#10
havingfitz
When they started digging out the ruins of Pompeii, they found that those folks had a major graffiti problem. My favorite find translated to “Everyone writes on the walls. Except for me.”
Dec 2, 2012 at 9:11 am rating: 90
#11
Julia
“Graffitty” is the most creative spelling of the word since “Graphity.”
Dec 2, 2012 at 3:52 pm rating: 90
#12
Kwyjor
“F-WORD” clearly started out as “FNORD” and was accompanied by a message from the Illuminati; it was defaced after it served its purpose.
I mean, the all-seeing eye and the pentagram are still right there.
Dec 3, 2012 at 9:51 am rating: 90
#13
H for Toy
I never understood when someone would write things like “For a good time, call Jenny at 567-5309″ on a Ladies Room wall. I guess it works out well if you’re a lesbian, but any guy in the ladies room stall is probably already having a good time.
Dec 3, 2012 at 11:18 am rating: 90
#14
Sir Puke
Another memorable stall scrawl (from 1982):
If you voted for Reagan don’t crap here.
Your asshole is in Washington.
Dec 3, 2012 at 1:57 pm rating: 90
#15
redheadwglasses
Here I sit broken hearted
Tried to shit but only farted.
HEre I sit, buns a flexin’
Giving birth to another Texan.
I love bathroom humor!
Dec 4, 2012 at 12:25 pm rating: 90
#16
Stan
My favorite (yes, it is pathetic that I have one):
Here I sit amongst this vapor
I cannot leave; there is no paper!
Oh, that smell,
How it lingers.
What the hell, I’ll use my fingers…
Dec 7, 2012 at 10:26 am rating: 90
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