Here is something that my husband saw in a bathroom stall a few years ago and wanted me to share with you all:
Some people come here to shit,
Some people come here to think,
But I come here to scratch my balls,
And read the writing on the walls.
It just makes him laugh….
And it rhymes that guy was a poet.
Enjoy!
Here’s what I read in the men’s bathroom at the Swimming (now closed) on St-Laurent:
“Connaissez-vous les 3 secrets vaginaux?
Ça mouille sans avoir été trempé
Ça saigne sans avoir été coupé
Ça sent la Gaspésie sans jamais y être allé”
Inoubliable
I like the classic “we aim to please… you aim too, please”
ça m’en rapelle un que j’avais lu à Dublin:
those who write on bathroom walls
roll their shit in little balls
those who read their words of wit
eat the little balls of shit