Two men were sitting next to each other at a bar.
After a while, one guy looks at the other and says, "I can't help but
think, from listening to you, that you're from Ireland."

The other guy responds proudly, "Yes, that I am!"

The first guy says, "So am I! And where about from Ireland might you
be?"

The other guy answers, "I'm from Dublin, I am."

The first guy responds, "Sure and begora, and so am I! And what street
did you live on in Dublin?"

The other guy says, "A lovely little area it was, I lived on McCleary
Street in the old central part of town."

"It's a small world, so did I! And to what school would you have been
going?"

The other guy answers, "Well now, I went to St. Mary's of course."


The first guy gets really excited, and says, "And so did I. Tell me,
What year did you graduate?"

The other guy answers, "Well, now, I graduated in 1964."

The first guy exclaims, "The Good Lord must be smiling down upon us!
I can hardly believe our good luck at winding up in the same bar
tonight. Can you believe it? I graduated from St. Mary's in 1964 my own
self."

About this time, another guy walks into the bar, sits down, and orders a
beer.
The bartender walks over, shaking his head and mutters, "It's going to
be a long night tonight, the Murphy twins are drunk again."

Are Blogs Destroying The Fabric of Society?

Recently I spoke with a gentleman who despaired at the ever increasing destruction of society. He pointed the finger squarely at blogs.

“Once upon a time, if you wanted to read a deranged political statement or a tasteless piece of humour, you had to visit the local public toilet” he exclaimed.


“But now everyone man and his dog feels free to write their garbage on a weblog for the whole world to see! What is more, now when I ‘drop the kids off at the pool’ in my local park public toilets there isn’t a crude or inappropriate drawing or witty anecdote or even ‘for a good time call…’ to amuse me! It is a complete disgrace!”
Many years ago I met a man who had been converted to Communism as a way of life during his time at the University of Sydney. Each day when he came to uni he would head straight for the toilet cubical where he knew there would be some thought provoking political toilet statement. This man who was studying a Bachelor of Commerce was so profoundly changed by this mystery communist toilet wall scribbler that he could no longer continue with his western materialistic views. He decided to have a sex change and start a degree in women’s studies.


What do you think? Are blogs to blame for the decrease in intelligent toilet graffiti? Is there such a thing as intelligent toilet graffiti? Have you been challenged about your ideological views by a well crafted toilet wall essay? I look forward to your comments.




A Sample for your viewing pleasure:



Japanese Toilet Wall Grafitti (Not for the faint hearted)

http://www.asahi-net.or.jp/~AD8Y-HYS/rakugaki_e.htm