My Niche: Verbal Interruption

My graffiti is becoming bolder as time goes on. No one is safe from my questions when statements are posted. I don't understand why people decide to post statements, maybe it makes them feel clever. I take their words and twist them into something deliciously sinister.

Photo # 1: An honest question gone horribly wrong.



Photo # 2: An answer to a puzzle posed on paper long since forgotten. The people who originally wrote this out of frustration have moved on with their lives. Or died, I'm not sure.


Photo # 3: This is the chalkboard that will receive much mistreatment in future posts, as it is in the apartment of two friends, one of whom is kind of anal retentive and uses the board for his passive aggressive domestic needs. It's just too much fun. The cock was the boyfriend's contribution. The embellishments and the balls were mine.

Couldn't Resist

To get the full effect of how epic this picture is, you'll have to click on it, as my devious contribution got kind of blurry in the uploading process (translate of the pixelation "Opera: For those of us who like Italian Breasts".)