Monday, December 05, 2011

Toilet poets

This is worth a repeat:

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.

This one by a budding poet...

Here I sit..
Broken hearted
Tried to shit..
But only farted.

Then the next guy comes along...

You're lucky
You had your chance
I tried to fart,
And shit my pants!

Third guy with some inspiration...

I came here
To shit and stink,
But all I do
Is sit and think.

The fourth guy...

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...

Then this guy from the Fire Dept ... (written high upon the wall)

If you can piss above this line, the Fire Department wants you.

Maintenance Department have something to say too...

We aim to please!
You aim too, please!

and on the inside of a toilet door:

Patrons are requested to remain seated throughout the entire performance.

And finally a restaurant owner took this aiming issue a step further...

The hands that clean these toilets also make your food...please aim properly.
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