Best pub-toilet poetry I’ve seen. by J_Bear Tags:Casual UKUnited Kingdom 21 comments Paul sounds fun. You just wrote that didn’t you OP People have been writing that one and variants on toilet walls since at least 1928: https://www.reddit.com/r/AskHistorians/comments/13l37pl/what_are_some_of_the_more_unusual_historical/jkonxi5/ Who is it that takes a sharpie with them to the loo? Edit: Apart from Paul of course. Let’s be honest we all know a Paul. The only place I see those tiles is in Pub shitters. I’ve never seen them on sale, never seen them in any other place, just miserable pub bogs. Bet the owner of the pub toilet is wishing they’d not done the London Underground tile aesthetic in the bog. The version I know the last two lines are in a different order. But come here to read the walls, and scratch the clag nuts off my balls. Never mind that, pan camera to the right please. here i sit, brokenhearted… tried to shit but only farted… You’ve cut off the rest of the phone number you muppet! The graffiti poem is quite old and has been seen on numerous walls over the years. Along with… Here I sit all broken hearted Paid 20p but only farted Sorry Paul. Lines though sevens are even more off putting than glory holes. Certainly better than the “Robbo is a gay bellend” on the wall in the cubicle at my local. They spelt bellend wrong in all. What’s the complete phone number on the right? Asking for a friend The saddest inscription I saw in a public toilet was at Euston station; it was “My wife wears a rubber prick”. Best one I ever saw was high on the wall above a urinal. “What are you looking up here for, are you ashamed of it?” To which some glorious bastard had written under it: “Nah, I’m trying to look over it” The best I’d ever seen was: On the left stall it said “toilet tennis (look right)” And on the right it said “toilet tennis (look left)” And I just stood there turning my head back and forth, laughing like an imbecile. Masterclass 🙌🏻🙌🏻 Am I the only one that wants Paul’s number? Classy!🤣 Real cats keep it raunchy. *passing beers* I could hardly piss straight with fear. Leave a ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment.
People have been writing that one and variants on toilet walls since at least 1928: https://www.reddit.com/r/AskHistorians/comments/13l37pl/what_are_some_of_the_more_unusual_historical/jkonxi5/
Who is it that takes a sharpie with them to the loo? Edit: Apart from Paul of course. Let’s be honest we all know a Paul.
The only place I see those tiles is in Pub shitters. I’ve never seen them on sale, never seen them in any other place, just miserable pub bogs.
Bet the owner of the pub toilet is wishing they’d not done the London Underground tile aesthetic in the bog.
The version I know the last two lines are in a different order. But come here to read the walls, and scratch the clag nuts off my balls.
The graffiti poem is quite old and has been seen on numerous walls over the years. Along with… Here I sit all broken hearted Paid 20p but only farted
Certainly better than the “Robbo is a gay bellend” on the wall in the cubicle at my local. They spelt bellend wrong in all.
The saddest inscription I saw in a public toilet was at Euston station; it was “My wife wears a rubber prick”.
Best one I ever saw was high on the wall above a urinal. “What are you looking up here for, are you ashamed of it?” To which some glorious bastard had written under it: “Nah, I’m trying to look over it”
The best I’d ever seen was: On the left stall it said “toilet tennis (look right)” And on the right it said “toilet tennis (look left)” And I just stood there turning my head back and forth, laughing like an imbecile.
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Paul sounds fun.
You just wrote that didn’t you OP
People have been writing that one and variants on toilet walls since at least 1928: https://www.reddit.com/r/AskHistorians/comments/13l37pl/what_are_some_of_the_more_unusual_historical/jkonxi5/
Who is it that takes a sharpie with them to the loo?
Edit: Apart from Paul of course. Let’s be honest we all know a Paul.
The only place I see those tiles is in Pub shitters. I’ve never seen them on sale, never seen them in any other place, just miserable pub bogs.
Bet the owner of the pub toilet is wishing they’d not done the London Underground tile aesthetic in the bog.
The version I know the last two lines are in a different order. But come here to read the walls, and scratch the clag nuts off my balls.
Never mind that, pan camera to the right please.
here i sit, brokenhearted… tried to shit but only farted…
You’ve cut off the rest of the phone number you muppet!
The graffiti poem is quite old and has been seen on numerous walls over the years. Along with…
Here I sit all broken hearted
Paid 20p but only farted
Sorry Paul.
Lines though sevens are even more off putting than glory holes.
Certainly better than the “Robbo is a gay bellend” on the wall in the cubicle at my local.
They spelt bellend wrong in all.
What’s the complete phone number on the right? Asking for a friend
The saddest inscription I saw in a public toilet was at Euston station; it was “My wife wears a rubber prick”.
Best one I ever saw was high on the wall above a urinal.
“What are you looking up here for, are you ashamed of it?”
To which some glorious bastard had written under it:
“Nah, I’m trying to look over it”
The best I’d ever seen was:
On the left stall it said “toilet tennis (look right)”
And on the right it said “toilet tennis (look left)”
And I just stood there turning my head back and forth, laughing like an imbecile.
Masterclass 🙌🏻🙌🏻
Am I the only one that wants Paul’s number?
Classy!🤣
Real cats keep it raunchy.
*passing beers*
I could hardly piss straight with fear.