April 16, 2004

Toilet stall poetry: just a little farkian.
Love is like a snowmobile racing across the tundra; It flips and pins you to the ground. At night the ice weasels come.

Via Blogbandit.

posted by tracicle 20 years ago
  • Isn't that one Groening originally?
  • Sure looks like it.
  • It's Groening, comically attributed to Nietzsche in one of the Life in Hell books.
  • that is just too good. i had to send it to my chronically constipated friend. have a banana...but wait until you are out of that stall!
  • Heh, I've never liked Life in Hell enough to know that. I like that poem/prose a lot though.
  • Ah, they have my favourite one there: Profanity is the verbal crutch of the inarticulate motherfucker.
  • I really enjoyed this site. My favorites: FREE TIBET! Limit one per customer. On the front of the condom machine in large, black print: THIS GUM SUCKS War teaches Americans geography. On the toilet door, hanging 25 centimeters above the floor: Beware of limbo dancers.
  • Monkeyfilter: At night the ice weasels come. Monkeyfilter: Comically attributed to Nietzsche. Monkeyfilter: Wait until you are out of that stall!
  • from Love is Hell. Ready to settle down and raise up a mess o' babies?
  • The ice weasels one has been on various profiles for years. It was and remains my favorite line of all time.
  • Love isn't blind. Lust is blind. Love is deaf.
  • In a college computer lab restroom: CS Majors are fucking foobars Underneath, in a different hand, a hint of desperation in the scrawl: Where are these foobars that we're supposed to fuck?? My favorite college restroom stall was in the music library, where one wall was a solid mass of puns on composers' names, each line troping on the previous, all rendered in blue ballpoint pen. The custodial staff were certainly acting custodially in preserving that wall.
  • I saw: "F* All !" and below, "Why not? Your mother did." sssssssssssssss!