So I'm in the car taking Lily to school this morning and an atrociously filthy truck is in front of us at a light; people have scrawled all kinds of things in the thick layer of dirt on the back of the truck. One thing that jumped out at me specifically:
"I love juicy pussy".
And an accompanying phone number.
I'm not sure why, but this made me laugh out loud. I was laughing so hard that Lily said, "What, mama? What?"
and I said, "Oh, I was just laughing at some graffiti on that truck."
"What does it say?"
"Oh, it says, 'wash me'. Isn't that funny?"
I'm so screwed when she learns to read. I mean, how do you really explain, "I love juicy pussy"?
You don't. I guess.
One thing I've noticed about New York City is that people love to write on everything. No, but really. Give them a blank wall, the side of a building, a bridge, anything, and some assface with a can of spraypaint will tag it. It's become a game for Lily and me; she loves to get a window seat on the train and show me the various decorated points of interest along our route to the city. In Astoria, specifically, graffiti is everywhere.
This got me thinking about some of the best graffiti I've seen around.
I think my favorite, hands-down, is something I read in the bathroom of my favorite bar in college:
"I EAT WHORES."
So tell me, y'all...what's the best graffiti you've ever seen?
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