Double Flee A

I could hardly be more addicted to sissyfight. If you want to play, I'm Bekky and I'll kick your ass all over the playground.

Somebody has written something on the wall in the bathroom stall. What it says is, and please stop now if you're easily offended, is "Doesn't anybody want dog cum anymore?" I can't say for sure whether this type of bathroom writing is intended to offend people, though it probably is. What I feel ninety-nine per cent sure of is that it was not meant to be as funny as it is. Images outside context are abstractions, surfaces cobbled together to impart a certain flavor.
Soap. Calendar. Grind. Fungible. Rain. Caterwaul. Meathook. Treehouse. Grumpy.
What poor, dumb bastard thought it would be worthwhile to vandalize a stall for the sake of that message? We can be sure we see him every day, around here somewhere.
The messages in the bathroom are "bathrom messages", written by people who may otherwise feel unable to express themselves adequately. In another bathroom down a hall, I have to assume that the person(s) responsible for carving and scratching their gems into the stall's interior painted metal have serious homosexual repression issues. Going all the way to drawing pictures of one guy fucking another guy in the ass takes a little more energy on the subject than average. And why in the bathroom? The associations people make to the bathroom are evident in the messages, drawings, etc., and that's all that's evident to me. Look where you are sometime, and look what people write there. Look how they decorated. The painting doesn't make the room, the room was there first. It was obvious, but the illustrators of the toilet stall associate toilets with gay sex, slangy rhyming couplets starring four letter words, and more gay sex. Oh, while we're at it, just try to look at a word and not read it. You can't.

posted by dale @ 9:55 PM