Since writing on toilet walls is done neither for critical acclaim, nor financial rewards, it is the purest form of art. Please discuss in comments.
Since writing on toilet walls is done neither for critical acclaim, nor financial rewards, it is the purest form of art. Please discuss in comments.
The cleaner’s work was all in vain, the shithouse poet strikes again.
Here I sit broken hearted, paid a penny and only farted.
On the back of the stall:
“You sit this way, too, eh?”
“Lawyers, please don’t eat the urinal cakes.”
Rest area bathroom stall: ” I sit here in a drunken stupor, giving birth to a Nevada State Trooper”
Alas, I sit here brokenhearted, tried to shit but only farted. Nature gave me one more chance, I had to fart and shit my pants!
Our aim is to keep the bathroom clean, your aim will help.
Here I sit my buns a flexin’, giving birth to another Texan
moo quack ducky
Here I sit in stinking vapors, wishing for some toilet papers.
No toilet paper?
Do not linger,Robinson Crusoe used his finger.
It’s no use standing on the seat
The crabs in here can jump six feet.
Here I sit on the porcelain can , Just gave birth to a Donald Trump Fan
When DAWN (toilet roll brand) breaks , James Bond gets his Goldfinger
‘‘Twas here I sat with aching rump, giving birth to Donald tRUMP!
No matter how hard u shake your peg,the last drop always rolls down ya leg
I jump with glee I jump with joy, for I was here before Kilroy !
To which someone replied:
You may laugh and you may joke Kilroy WAS here but his pencil broke.
No matter how you shake it or how you dance the last drop always ends up on your pants
Confusious say man who stands on toilet is high on pot
Written on the ceiling in the mens room:
“Don’t look up here, the joke is in your hand”
One would think from all this wit, that Shakespeare himself came here to shit
Wet paint! Is a notice not an instruction!
I need some patience when I shit, it comes out slowly bit by bit, a little plinker at the start, followed by a preppy fart, and then a pause and then some more, like this poem just a bore.
We aim to please!! You aim too please??
If you want a cool surprise press the button before you rise 😜
Pooping is fun!
Graffiti spotted in a Worcester Cathedral urinal 60 odd years ago. It was written high up on all four walls, where the wall meets the ceiling. “Last cleaned out 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,years ago, and if you are reading this, you will probably be pissing on your foot!”
Some come here to sit and think.
Some come here to shit and stink.
Some come here to pick their nose.
Some come here to drain their hose.
Some come here to scratch their balls.
But I came here to write on walls!
What I’ve done I can’t take pride in:
Just gave birth to Joey Biden!
This is where Napolean beat his Bonaparte
Here I sit shittin and hiden, destroying Trumps work, I’m brain dead Biden.
(Written high up on the wall above the urinal)
“Don’t look up here – the joke’s in your hand!
Variation on Oliver’s ditty (observed in late 1970’s):
Some come here to sit and think
Others come to shit and stink
But I come here to scratch my balls
And read the bullshit on the walls
People who write on sh*thouse walls,
Roll their sh*t in little balls.
People who read those lines of wit,
Eat those little balls of sh*t!
Here I sit in smelly vapor. somone took all the toilet paper late for class but I still linger look out ass here comes my finger
You can beat it , you can bang it , you can knock it against the wall , but you will put it in your pants before the last drop falls!
“My mother made me a lesbian”
“If I gave her the wool, would she make me one?”
“Kilroy was here”
“Alas, poor Yorlik. I knew him backwards, Horatio”
Seen in an underpass in Kidderminster:
” Omnia opera plasma”
“Yeah”
if stank is the past tense of stink, is wank the past tense of wink