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FP Vol. 2 No. 3

First published in FP Vol. 2 No. 3, graffiti on the walls during the summer of 2002:

It’s been awhile since we looked at the unisex bathrooms of Miami Bar here in Montreal. There was enough time for people to completely cover both bathrooms with grafitti, have the staff repaint them, and then completely cover them both again. (If anyone knows of any other bars so rich in bathroom expression, please let us know.) So here we go, Miami bathroom grafitti circa 2002: (on bathroom door): All of this graff is sooo fucking old and boring, please for the regulars repaint and start again!… Shawnda has big tits … XXXX (crossed out) has a great muff- ask anyone … I am gonna polish my boots off your ass! … Where do you go when you urinate the most? – Your mouth! … You’re making too much sense. Go home and make sense to yourself … This is your brain space. Muse it … SOKI screwed my stool … Hawkwind space station … Work is the curse of the drinking classes … Stupid then, stupid now … Uhmerikkka digs its own grave … Capitalism causes poverty and inequality … SMASH IT WITH ORGANIZATION … I think I smell a rat … Wine comes in at the mouth, love comes in at the eye, That’s all we know for certain before we grow old & die. I lift my glass to my mouth, I look at you and I sigh … RAGE RIOT REBEL … Sir, I admit your general rule, That every poet is a fool, But you yourself must serve to show it, That every fool is not a poet … No one really has anything interesting to say, and everyone looks the same, so let’s just all stay home and blow our brains out with the telly. – Not Fun! … failure is impossible … Imagination is resistance (reply: Your resistance is imaginary) … Doubt is what gets you an education … 7 a.m. Montreal—June-ish—When the colours mix like flowers in my mouth, oblivion … The piano has been drinking … Jesus wore Gucci … Ride hard retard … Want some soda? … Krooked saints almighty … The ruling elites are getting scared. Let’s give ‘em something to be scared about … It slaked no thirst to say what love was like which came too late … Socialism=communism … Socialist bastards! … Dani is molesting me again … Please Dani! … It’s all about man and moot … The Jolly Wanker … Crack for hire … DON’T FORGET THE CHAOS … Antifada now … I support armed resistance definitely … At late, when depressed, he’d taken to wandering the streets, which made him even more depressed … DO SOME CRACK BUDDY … Number Thirteen … I feel into a burning ring of fire … Poetry Shmoetry save it for the goddamn whales, jeez… I fuckin’ love bearded ladies! So hot … Bite my baloney … No tits to hold it up … No sex for the wicked … Fags kick ass … Failure is impossible … YOU are a failure, jerkass … So now is only close so many thousands scream at once and only the sun setting off lies makes seeming informed righteous … What the hell has god done for me lately? … Just Say Now … Wacked On Smack … Miami = Nepotism … Guto pees everyone else’s pants … Fuck the fuckin’ fuckers … Fuckin’ right! … mmm…you slippery little thing … Bless you my brothers & sisters, you feel no pain, you only feel love … Welcome to Miami Community Centre … Transcanada MyWay … Don’t Do It! …. S.C.D.P. South Central Drunk Punx … Viv I need your ass so bad bad bad please please please … The piano has been drinking … You suck and they agree … (on the ceiling) I thought I told you not to look up …

The very very first graffiti to appear at La Salla Rossa: Fucking Moonies! … Fucking Poutses … Keesha I have a feeling democracy isn’t going to make it … It already didn’t make it … Democracy shmemocracy, as long as I rule! … Democracy has killed more people than any other regime in history-majority rule! … Painted desire … Krusty Rusty … There is always an end … to my mom’s cock! … Go mounted posse … Gemini Boreale Rousse Lover … Anticon rules … Uranus … My anus … Free Palestine … J’en ai assez des gouvernement … L Trikpon … Go this french tagger … crackalicious … Creature comforts … drip drop … like keesta, boys don’t know how to piss in the toilet… Is the truth always monolithic? How do we know OUR truth is THE truth?

From Barfly’s unisex bathrooms: Are you up for a… chocolate surprise?!? … “Two walls full of reasons why Canada blows a phat sack. Signed, An American.” … GO BOMB SOME 3RD WORLD COUNTRY ASSHOLE! … On the last day of your life, don’t forget to die … The only universal is the perfect 5th and the octave. Long live intervals!… And music geekdom… Try not to make the world do what the media wants-war!… Soy milk comes from monkeys… that’s a fact… God be with you? … Girls are yummy … … smell nice too … It’s the APOCALYPSE: The World Trade Center and a part of the Pentagon just blew up! 11 Sept. 2001 … …Her lips were round & full & wet … Her mind was sharp & her wallet was full of cash … What was she doing at Barfly?!? … …She was here to SUCK MY COCK … Then she called you little man! … Hey! Little Man! … I’m sorry was that your penis? … …Viva la revolution and fuck off … Fuck me? Fuck you, you pretentious little pissant who’s never worked a day in your life! …
…The wiser take the time to decipher … Think about it-what is RACECAR spelled backwards? … Hello my name is arbitrary …