"The Writing on the Wall"...,

[OrangeEmpire]

Word key Crap= you know......

"Here I stand, broken hearted
Came to piss, only farted..."

"please dont throw your butts in the urinals, it makes them soggy and hard to light"- janitor

"I have crap in England, I have crap in France, but before I would crap here, I would crap in my pants"

"Please don't eat the large white mints"

In a porta-potty at the Rec Fields the other day I saw enscribed on the wall in big black letters...



COMPLAINT DEPARTMENT

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Pointing at the crapper...

Okay, there's the bar on the Southside of Birmingham (where UAB is, duh) called the Burly Earl. Kind of a dive, but the food's not bad.

Anyway, I read this above a urinal in the men's room, and it never fails to break me up every time I think about it.

"Don't throw toothpicks in the urinal. The crabs have learned to pole vault."

"Here I lie in stinky vapor,
Because somebody stole the toilet paper,
Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
Or shall I be forced to use my finger."

Sum come here to sit and think, some comes here to crap and stink.
But I come here to scatch my Balls, and read th'poems on thWalls.....
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He who writes on theeze here walls must roll their $hit into little balls.
He who reads them words of wit, must eat them tiny balls-o crap.
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Pity thMan, whos poetic abilities are inspired by thSmell-o crap.

 

[GAVol]

Here I sit among the vapor,
Because someone stole the toilet paper.
Will I die or will I linger . . .

. . . or will I have to use my finger?

 

[volinbham]

On one of the old wooden booths in Stefano's (West Knoxville) someone wrote:

f*** Anthony Quayle :blink:

 

[hatvol96]

In several bathrooms throughout the Knoxville area, the phrase "Dewey Ogle Sux" is written. I've often wondered who Dewey is and what he did to inspire such antimosity.

 

[Lexvol]

Please don't throw your toothpicks in the urinal..
The crabs have learned to pole vault.

 

[OrangeEmpire]

Lexvol I do not know how often you visit the Lexington Center but in the bathroom stalls of the Hyatt, is it the Hyatt, I cannot remember, it is a real shame, I worked for the Thoroughblades and there used to be messages in the stalls pertaining to an alternate lifestyle.

Guys would go in there and have other guys look under the stalls and talk to you, I mean that kind of talk, and one time one of our buddies put our home numbers on the wall and we call calls....it was terrible!

Needless to say we go thim back...........