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Friday Scribbles: Tonic Toilet Edition

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Barbie’s friend Midge sez. . . “BURP.”



KIDTRONIK SHIT STYLE


LOST LITTLE GIRL *SHOW*

Tonight is the last night for the experimental/avant-garde music venue Tonic. We dug the Norfolk Street concrete-slab of a room a lot, especially its bathrooms—if we remember correctly, they were unisex, which is awesome cuz usually we only get to peep the graffiti in the little girls’ room. One night this past winter, after a few Yuenglings, we locked ourselves in one of the two johns, photographed every inch of the walls, and made whoever was waiting in line behind us hold it for a long, long time. (Sorry, we were working!)

Since then, we’ve been keeping these photos around for a special occasion. Death qualifies. Yo Tonic: please say hello to Vonnegut for us, will ya?


FUCK IMPERIALISM OF THE GENITALS. MAKE HIM/HER COME CUM FROM HIS/HER ELBOW./OK



You can read that one yourself.


CHRISTY + EMILY R AMAZING

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