Neva in Berkeley was looking to kill time between classes with some trashy TV when she noticed this teaser for an episode of Rock of Love. “The description did not match the episode at all,” Neva says, “but it was far more entertaining.”

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Travis in Edmonton says this painting (which “resembled a tenth-grader’s crack at designing fantasy novel jacket”) appeared one day in the alley behind the pub where he works. Feeling puckish, Travis says, “Every evening I would turn it toward the south-facing balconies…and every morning it would be face-down in the street again, until eventually it disappeared for good.”

related: You can have the inflatable bananas

1. Spotted by Trevor in Richmond, Virginia

2. From Karen in Chicago

3. Spotted by Eli in Kauai

4. from Miller Peterson in Japan

And lastly, a beloved classic from the world-class RunBarbara (and of course, THX SANDRA)

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Katie in Scotland says she found this note “stuck to a wall at about knee-height, right above a very sad-looking deflated palm tree and a bunch of deflated inflatable bananas.” Unfortunately, Katie says, “i have no idea what the back story is…but I would love to, especially as the note writer seems to be a fair bit older than 8 or 11.”

related: Desperately seeking closure

Shannon in New York saw this note posted on the fence of the nearby community garden while she and her roommate were taking her dog for a walk for. The thought of a little old lady glued to her binoculars at 4 in the morning, this had them laughing for many prepositional phrases of time.

related: the right to bear fruit

“Replace the roll“?  Fair enough. Any special requests after that, though, I’m not so sure about. As our submitter in Lexington, Kentucky writes: “Does that extra .34-second step really cause your day to go so horribly?”

On the flipside…don’t flush ‘em, I understand. but…really, ladies? As our submitter in Orlando put it: “I don’t know what scares me more: the fact that this was a problem, or the fact that my employers had professional signs made up to deter people from doing it.”

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This is one of those notes I’ve spent far too long puzzling over. The frustratingly random capitalization, the misuse of/missing punctuation, the center justification, and of course, THE BOX. WHY THE BOX?

Sir/ma’am, I will gladly supply you with as many Baby Ruths as you can stuff down your gullet if you can reconstruct the thought process that led to this note.

related: and yet…the pink flowers?

One lazy Sunday, when our anonymous submitter in Minneapolis spotted this bit of graphity on a wooden bridge at a park, “At first I thought it was sweet in a sad kind of way,” he says. But then he kept finding more — “on benches, picnic tables, even trees, and they got progressively more insane.”

And yet, as many questions as these notes raise, I’m sure we can all agree that whatever Keith’s wife did, IT HAD TO BE DONE.

Here, Keith’s wife really shows off her flair for language (which we got a brief glimpse of in her earlier “hot dog” opus.)

Then, evidently quite pleased with herself, Keith’s wife gives herself an encore on another bench.

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