
My favourite was a public loo in Oxford where someone had written a huge poem all down the cubicle door. Best bit? Someone else had added detailed literary criticism. Only in Oxford. Have you seen better? Worse? Do tell.
( , Thu 3 May 2007, 17:16)
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we go down there all the time now and draw shit all over the walls with permenant markers. we don't use spray paint cause we'd probably all suffocate. at one point during the third time I was down there with my friend, I uttered the timeless phrase, "I taste cheetos, but I'm not eating cheetos." we decided to draw it on the wall with each letter in a different style. in the middle, we took the letters t, o, and s from the end of the word cheetos and put them on a support beam in just the right spot so that only if you stand in a certain place on the floor can you read it. we traced my sandals and I drew insane cycloptic faces inside the outlines. we'll take pictures as we add more artwork and i'll probably post them here if anyone cares to see them.
( , Mon 7 May 2007, 2:45, Reply)
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