The Writing on the Wall…

Last night, while out for a stroll, I wrote down all of the interesting graffiti scrawled on one large wall. In retrospect, I must have looked a little strange standing in front of a large wall like a modern day Daniel (my life having its fair share of lion’s dens), madly typing graffiti into my cell phone, but then, realistically, I always look a little strange.

Without further delay then, here is the wisdom of the wall… with commentary:

Born Horny
Thank You, Sigmund Freud

Fuck Others
Save your energy: Go fuck yourself.

Full Stop
Period.

Fuck U All Only
Oh, as long as it’s only all.

How Do You Do?
Exuberant, and you?

I Am A Drummer
Whatever you say Ringo.

Chomsky Wozzy
Uhmmm….