“I love grils”
“Grils” was then crossed out and changed to “girls”, to which a later person had added: “What’s wrong with us grils?”
On the sloped roof of an old industrial building near M&T Bank Stadium (in Baltimore):
FAT CHICKS ROCK
Causes quite a bit of amusement among fans walking to the Ravens game.
(Actually, it may say “rule” instead of “rock,” or something to that effect. I meant to snap a picture last time I was there, but I left my camera in the car.)
The elevator in the art building at UW is covered in graffiti–most of it pretty funny. But my favorite is a little note that says “This is why we can’t have nice things.”
Once the kids and I were sitting in the car at a railroad crossing, just gazing at the train as it passed, when suddenly, a boxcar appeared with a picture of a demon displaying his middle finger. It was so unexpected that we all just turned to each other with our mouths dropping open in shock, then burst into laughter. I always wondered what the artist would think if he ever knew what joy he had given to his fellow man with that painting.
Scribbled in the men’s room stall of “Broadway Joe’s” bar - Buffalo, NY (early 1990s):
"Reality is for people who can’t handle drugs!"
Seen above the urinal in the men’s room of “the Phoenix” - East Village of NYC, NY (late 1990s):
You’re the load of cum your mother should have swallowed!"
Seen in the men’s room stall of the University of Buffalo (main street campus) theater dept., late 1980s:
"Molly Brown, Molly Brown,
No one claimed to lay her down.
Then over the hills came Piss-pott Pete,
With 20lbs of swinging meat.
Pete fucked Molly in the ass.
Then Molly passed one hell of a gas.
And over the hills flew Piss-pot Pete,
with 20lbs of shredded meat."
Seen on a scrawled on a bridge somewhere in Buffalo, NY (forget just where), early 1980s:
"Elvis Costello is GOD!"
Scrawled just below the aforementioned bit:
"Oh my Elvis Costello!"
Here’s another one I just recalled. I can’t remember just where I saw it scrawled, but -
Oedipus Rex is a motherfucker!
Neatly printed in cement along the side of the road in Collioure, France:
Athos Porthos Aramis