July 21, 2005
We have pissed in our beds.
And more bawdy graffiti from Pompeii. Some things never change. Caveat lector :)
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Is it Urine Day already?
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The pissenlit, for all your bedwetting needs.
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ROMANES EUNT DOMUS
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Dear old Myrtis
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People called Romanes they go the house?
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"Lucius painted this"? Progenitor of "Killroy was here", definitely.
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I wonder, O wall, that you have not fallen in ruins from supporting the stupidities of so many scribblers. Beautiful.
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This whole post is beautiful. I especially appreciate the idea that 2000 years later, we can all *still* take heart in Celadus the Thracier's successes with the ladies. Billions upon billions of souls have graced this planet fleetingly and left it to be immediately forgotten... But not Celadus. He is now truly immortal.
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Ladies Love Cool Crescens
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One would think, to see such wit, Pliny himself came here to shit.
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more here. "Weep, you girls. My penis has given you up. Now it penetrates men’s behinds. Goodbye, wondrous femininity!"
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No "he who writes upon these walls"? Those poor Latins were wit-deficient.
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Heh. Lovers are like bees in that they live a honeyed life
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I'll always remember the best insult we could cobble up with the Latin I dictionary in our text... Tuus mater caligae gerat! "Your mamma wears combat boots!" Good times...
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How does one pronounce this: 'pinxit'? (I never studied Latin. Too stoopid)
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How does one pronounce this: 'pinxit'? Exactly the way it's spelled. Duh.
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Well pardon me for fucking asking!
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Simiacribrum: Miximus in lecto.
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O Jove, puella volo habere.
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Well pardon me for fucking asking! :P
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Ego operor non usus quisquam callidus loquor.
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Romans they go the house?
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oops pissed myself laughing. *Frantically looks up 'rubber sheets' in English/Latin dictionary.*