that's what i do . .signs mean nothing to me . . . (too many women, too few toilets)

. . ."signs signs everywhere there's signs blocking up the scenery breaking up my mind . . do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign. . . .

i love that song! they play daily on 4KQ classical hits

i agree!!!

hey you mister can't you read


(This comment was modified on Apr 24, 2007 12:52 AM)

piss up the wall then draw a line in chalk and initial it.... the pissing game.ah them were the days.

At elementary school, we used to try and start off at the urinal, walk backwards until we hit the far wall, then forwards to the urinal again before the flow petered out and trickled on the floor.