So, I had to spit out dumplings and I figure I need something to read. I bring a magazine, but I forgot that there's much more interesting stuff on the walls. It seems that my school has a bunch of fags. Of course, if I ever need a date ... jk

 

the last thing I remember reading in a toilet stall:


"What do you do with 365 used condoms?"













"Recycle them into a tire and call it a Goodyear."

 

People have penis charts drawn up ... ewwwww

 

i remember one when i was a little kid. it was a rhyme

it went:

those who write on bathroom walls
roll their shit into little balls
....

thats all i can remember h:

 

my bathroom just had generic things like, "you're gay if you're reading this", or "for a good time, call Liz @ 310-555-6969" or whatever.

 

... above our urinals is a wall of snot; it is seriously fukin' disgusting

 

i always pee in the stall so i can read those, ****in halarious

 

I did that, too. Also because there were a bunch of faggots that wanted to check out my bushes if y'know what I'm sayin. "carpet match the drapes?" sort of thing. We had the trough style pissers.

 

that too h:

 

troughs are for pigs, you filthy animals