Censorship!

This poorly lit gem reads: "You are all wanna be gangsta ass mother fuckers. You yes you."
In contrast to the last one, there is so much anger here. He is angry at the duplicity of the employees of this store. They are not being true to themselves by attempting to be gangsta ass mother fuckers. The artist here sees through this and make each person who sits in this stall question if they are one of the "wanna be gangsta ass mother fuckers" in question.

However, this must have been far too thought provoking as a short week or two later, this angry young man was silenced by the man.
"The man" apparently took issue with the language here. But what if this wasn't the work of a manager or maintenance worker too lazy to scrub the message off? What if one of the "wanna be gangsta ass mother fuckers" or WBGAMFs as they shall now be known, was simply too tortured by this message every time he took a dump? It is truly trying to have your entire existence called into question when one simply wants to drop a deuce. It is something for all WBGAMFs out there to ponder.

It Begins...

Upon getting a camera phone, a question arose in my head: Is there some way I can use this phone, this phone with a camera inside of it, to better mankind through some sort of semi-pretentious photo project?

The answer: yes. While on the can at work one day, I stumbled upon a thing of beauty (And by stumbled I mean, sat on the toilet and looked to the left).

This brilliant piece of mathematics inspired me to take pictures of whatever amusing musings I found on various bathroom walls. I did the work on it, and it checks out. She, plus me(or whoever wrote this) does indeed equal the sum of "us."

So, this is it. The beginning of what will hopefully be an amusing experiment/project. Feel free to leave ridiculous/snarky comments in addition to my own.