Oct 6, 2007

I Think I'll Name Her Amelie.

Remember way back when, when Martha W was driving me frickin' nutty with her unintelligible writing on bathroom stall walls? Well, she's gone now. Someone scrubbed her off the wall. I have since become less insane, and my blood pressure doesn't begin to rise every time I need to pee at The Pub.

My favorite stall remained empty and boring for quite some time, but now, I have this little cutie patootie to look at while I do my business.

Why she was drawn there, I don't know. But, I do enjoy her happy little grin, and she makes me want to dance.

Oh, and please don't ask me why I take so many photos of bathroom graffiti, because I have no idea, other than it's just darn interesting to me.

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