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I Was Here. So Was I.

Ever wonder what people are thinking when they write on bathroom walls? We decided to guess. Also whatever else we feel we need to post.

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Pressure

Never having had much confidence to begin with, Terance was now sweating bullets under the pressure. Here he was all alone in a brand new, sparklingly clean, public restroom, with a pocket full of magic markers. Could he come up with a graffiti worthy of such an honor?
at 2:47 PM

1 comments:

jop said...

i want to see part two of this saga

September 21, 2008 4:06 PM

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