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The lack of graffiti in an art centre lavatory (Other) by BEBO

Look at this In this place A wide white Un-art-ed space Drunken scribbles All exterminated Make this prose Seem ill fated Either the People Have no graffiti compulsion Or the management Excess white emulsion Please dont paint over My humble words They brighten up This room of turds Maybe then One day The penny will drop Its O.K. To do art As you fart and plop

<{Baba^Yaga}> 16-Sep-02/1:23 PM
listen god damnit..thou hath made my pet hobo ernie blow his last shrill...he is no longer for rent...his blow is spent..."would you like to rent a trailor or a boat instead?", asked the young vaguely goatied pierced eyebrow lad from behind the mask of a ten day rc cola binge..."should of drank tab kid" replied this Int 25. russian witch. "i'll take the motor home and both of your legs...anyone care for a drumbstick? 20 roll critical...exp points infinity. duck next time. Now the dust pan.




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