Escrito na porta de casa de banho...

Meus amigos, no domingo passado fui a uma casa de banho de um posto da Galp na estrada 21, e testemunhei uma obra de arte quando sentei o meu traseiro no tampo da sanita... Isto foi o que eu vi:


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

Here I sit Broken hearted
Tried to shit But only farted
Here I sit What a caper
I have to crap But I'm out of paper
You're lucky You had your chance
I tried to fart, And shit my pants!

Some people come here to take a crap, I came here to leave one.

Some come here to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
But I come here to scratch my balls,
And read the bullshit on the walls...

Here I sit, I'm at a loss
trying to shit out taco sauce.
When it comes, I hope and pray,
I don't blow my ass away

(Written high upon the wall) If you can piss above this line, the Hillsboro Fire Department wants you.

(Seen above a urinal) Please do not throw cigarette butts in our urinal. We don't piss in your ashtrays!

(Scratched into the paint of the condom-dispensing machine) "Don't buy this gum, it tastes like rubber."

(Under a sign that said: "Employees Must Wash Hands") I waited and waited, but I finally washed them myself.