The following are poems found inscribed in public restrooms:
Here I lie in stinky vapor, Because some bastard stole the paper, Shall I lie, or shall I linger, Or shall I be forced to use my finger.
Here I sit Broken hearted, Paid a dime And only farted
Here I sit What a caper I have to shit But I'm out of paper
You're lucky You had your chance I tried to fart, And shat my pants!
Some people come here to take a shit, 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, that I don't blow my ass away.
(Written high up on 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.
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I once read, "If you're reading this, you are shitting at an angle of 45 degrees." And I was!!!!
conclusion: doing number 2 is more inspirational than number one
Stephen King wrote a short story about a suicidal salesman who collected these.
My favorite was "don't buy this gum, it tastes like rubber" !!!!!!1 :))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
Heres my own: Here I sit, in fear and I wait, hoping that my poop don't hate, shall it push out with corn? Or shall it spray out with scorn? Shall it roll off my buns? Or will it show that I have the runs?
HAHAHA!!!! THESE R GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!