
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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At my high school we had a teacher called Alisdair Rouse. So on the little plasticky name board in his window, it said A Rouse.
Strangely enough, it took five years for some bright spark (yay me!) to grafitto a little "d" (on a post-it, I was a bit of a nerd) at the end of it, and thereby point out to all the other high school students the massive japery that had been lurking un-exploited all this time!
( , Tue 8 May 2007, 14:40, Reply)
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