<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:55:49.646Z</updated><title type='text'>Toilet Wall</title><subtitle type='html'>The aim of this blog is to get people scribbling on it like they do on toilet walls.
The username of this blog is "toiletwall". The password is "anyone". Go to www.blogger.com and enter them. Add pictures, add colour, write, talk, argue, change the template. That's why it begins blank. Incidentally, this blog's email address is toilet_wall@hotmail.com. The password is "anyone", use it at will.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-113214204193130957</id><published>2005-11-16T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-16T11:54:01.940Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.clutterersanonymous.net/ clutter is a problem.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/113214204193130957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/113214204193130957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113214204193130957' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-113180404546166333</id><published>2005-11-12T14:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-12T14:00:45.473Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>world jump day!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/113180404546166333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/113180404546166333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113180404546166333' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-108593323917293137</id><published>2004-05-30T16:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-30T16:07:19.173Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am sleepy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/108593323917293137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/108593323917293137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108593323917293137' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-108496518800610464</id><published>2004-05-19T11:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-19T11:13:08.006Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Toilet Wall, oh Toilet Wall...Tell me...Who is the smelliest of them all?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/108496518800610464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/108496518800610464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108496518800610464' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-108403821403634308</id><published>2004-05-08T17:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-08T17:48:03.403Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wish i could be depressed and try to kill myself, but that would be joining all the other legions of pseudo-depressed teens, and there are too many of them, don't want to be thatsomeone save me from myselfsee? angst-ridden teenage stuph, I am a statistic</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/108403821403634308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/108403821403634308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108403821403634308' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-108247284188144384</id><published>2004-04-20T14:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-20T14:58:06.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>KAT WAS HERE BUT NOW SHE'S GONE, SHE LEFT HER NAME TO TURN YOU ON, FOR THOSE WHO KNEW HER, KNEW HER WELL, FOR THOSE WHO DON'T CAN GO TO HELL.. for a good time call 666-SUCK</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/108247284188144384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/108247284188144384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108247284188144384' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-107969829137208529</id><published>2004-03-19T12:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-25T14:48:31.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>earlier this evening, he texted me and told me he wasn't feeling well, so i told him to rest at home, although i really wanted to see him.moments ago, he just texted me "where do u want to go?"it wasn't for me, i suppose. he'd clearly expressed his wish of not meeting up tonight.*my heart is aching* &lt;---------Have some fucking self respect. Tell him to go fuck himself. Or the other girl </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107969829137208529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107969829137208529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107969829137208529' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-107969691471096508</id><published>2004-03-19T11:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-19T11:51:54.826Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if only he would take the initiative to spend a little more time with me.if only he would openly show his affections for me.if only he wouldn't get angry with me when i ask him to.if only i could openly discuss our relationship with my friends.if only he could love me as much as i do him.if only i was more important to him. maybe i am, but i don't feel it.if only he would kiss me, hold my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107969691471096508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107969691471096508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107969691471096508' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-107605102501376586</id><published>2004-02-06T07:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-06T07:06:07.733Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cool, I just found out that someone posted a picture of me on here November 11th! Wonder how they found it...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107605102501376586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107605102501376586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107605102501376586' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-107224272401007329</id><published>2003-12-24T05:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-24T05:12:19.926Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uncle Chang, my dad n myself have been here to make our mark.merry christmas to all.my dad's a symbol of insanity.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107224272401007329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107224272401007329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107224272401007329' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-107107918007582269</id><published>2003-12-10T17:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-10T17:59:52.616Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a totally cool as history lessson man!! Check it out.. freaky~!  Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846. John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946. Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860. John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960. Both were particularly concerned with civil rights. Both wives lost a child while living in the White House. Both </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107107918007582269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107107918007582269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107107918007582269' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-107106993168318499</id><published>2003-12-10T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-10T15:25:43.953Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh IM SO DAMN FUCKED UP!!! arh!! y do i alwayz have this feeling that i am so transparent with them..even though they are my best friendz.. i juz cant stand it.. they are alwayz pushing the bads things to me.. n making fun of me... is that wad best friends are for!!! i hate it.. y am i living in this world of FUCKERS...fuck them off!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107106993168318499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107106993168318499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107106993168318499' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-107053458623951948</id><published>2003-12-04T10:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-04T10:43:16.570Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fear no more persecuted Christians. Help is at hand.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107053458623951948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107053458623951948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107053458623951948' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-107044630624165879</id><published>2003-12-03T10:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-03T10:11:56.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Reports that say that something hasn't happened are always interesting to me, because as we know, there are known knowns; there are things we know we know. We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns - the ones we don't know we don't know" - Rummy was here.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107044630624165879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107044630624165879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107044630624165879' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-107043667072750586</id><published>2003-12-03T07:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-03T07:31:20.933Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is my heart trying to tell me?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107043667072750586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/107043667072750586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107043667072750586' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106961067200274538</id><published>2003-11-23T18:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-23T18:04:40.023Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Captain: Are you ready kids?Kids: Aye Aye Captain.Captain: I can't hear you.Kids: Aye Aye CaptainCaptain: OHHHHHHH Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?Kids: SpongeBob SquarePants!Captain: Absorbent and yellow and pourous is he!Kids: SpongeBob SquarePants!Captain: If nautical nonsense be something you wish,Kids: SpongeBob SquarePants!Captain: Then drop on the deck and flop</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106961067200274538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106961067200274538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106961067200274538' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106961065186418445</id><published>2003-11-23T18:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-23T18:04:19.900Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY GOD HE'S UGLY!!! TAKE THAT DOWN PLEASE BEFORE MY MONITOR SCREEN CRACKS!!! OH SHIT!!! IT ALREADY DID....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106961065186418445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106961065186418445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106961065186418445' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106940889509087134</id><published>2003-11-21T10:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-21T10:03:27.433Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106940889509087134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106940889509087134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106940889509087134' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106925093684297239</id><published>2003-11-19T14:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-19T14:09:27.346Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Overheard:So, I'm walking into work a few moments ago and I see this decal (one that looks like a car registration sticker) on some guy's SUV rear window: Terrorist Hunting Permit Issued: 9-11-2001Why don't I own that!?  Oh wait, I take public transportation and I'm not insane.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106925093684297239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106925093684297239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106925093684297239' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106915579930474414</id><published>2003-11-18T11:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-18T11:43:25.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106915579930474414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106915579930474414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106915579930474414' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106873535670461081</id><published>2003-11-13T14:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-13T15:17:20.930Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is this the kind of face you want on your toilet wall? Didn't think so.Luckily it won't feature in the guardian no more neitherFairwell you bigoted god botherer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106873535670461081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106873535670461081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106873535670461081' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106873554171729318</id><published>2003-11-13T14:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-13T14:59:06.396Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Speaking of throwing money away, its a shocking indictment of our consumer culture that we'll spend hundreds of millions of dollars on a piece of shit movie like this one...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106873554171729318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106873554171729318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106873554171729318' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106865120849390165</id><published>2003-11-12T15:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-12T15:33:33.430Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That boy in the picture is petting his testes on the sly. I can see that. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106865120849390165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106865120849390165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106865120849390165' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106861900657013150</id><published>2003-11-12T06:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-12T06:37:31.686Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why do people buy flowers at funerals? the dead can't smell flowers, people! if you really love someone - go buy them flowers now. while they're still alive. but if you like throwing away money - send some this way: martinizero@yahoo.com. ;)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106861900657013150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106861900657013150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106861900657013150' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106861865356265374</id><published>2003-11-12T06:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-12T06:30:58.300Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there's an emptiness within me that's consuming my thoughts.free me from it... pls... i'm reaching out to you...but you are beyond my reach....-faceless-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106861865356265374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106861865356265374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106861865356265374' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106857147841025781</id><published>2003-11-11T17:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-11T17:24:43.106Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Hi!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106857147841025781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106857147841025781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106857147841025781' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106855322620003878</id><published>2003-11-11T12:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-11T12:20:30.996Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess this means that Di isn't the only one in that relationship to cop it in the tunnel.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106855322620003878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106855322620003878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106855322620003878' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106854624271657534</id><published>2003-11-11T09:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-11T12:04:50.696Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My disdains...come in all girls and guisessweat on crowded trainsspring nude like birthday surprisescome as flashers in my voicemailwho scream and spit in my earkick their heels in my trailand stir their dick in my beerread my private e-mailand smile at me and saywho's that nasty femaleyou wrote 30 times the other daylick their lips and whistle Dixieand color me negro blacksprout up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106854624271657534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106854624271657534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106854624271657534' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106849692967723741</id><published>2003-11-10T20:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-10T20:42:13.933Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sitting here taking care of my own business, and a bunch of toffs come shouting and pushing into the loo. I edge open the door, and I see straight away that the loudest, drunkest one is none other than Prince Harry! They are shouting stuff like, 'Yah, Harrers, your old man takes it up the bum from the help' and 'Fawcett wanks your pop' and all of a sudden pissed Harry shouts - and he's upset, no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106849692967723741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106849692967723741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106849692967723741' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106849133909162914</id><published>2003-11-10T19:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-10T19:09:03.803Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Won't let me out. Beating me. This is no joke. Cannon Truck 383</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106849133909162914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106849133909162914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106849133909162914' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106848414951692287</id><published>2003-11-10T17:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-10T17:10:20.363Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In April 2002 a woman called Kettina Shaddix said she was kidnapped, held in a  truck and beaten for over a year and was only found because she scrawled a help message on a toilet wall Seems all pretty gruesome, heartbreaking, all the rest. What is fucking hilarious is the post-script about 2 weeks later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106848414951692287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106848414951692287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106848414951692287' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106847938647974569</id><published>2003-11-10T15:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-10T15:49:50.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you wanted to get technical, it should really be "shouts out". If you wanted to get technical.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106847938647974569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106847938647974569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106847938647974569' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106840348208674843</id><published>2003-11-09T18:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-09T18:44:46.036Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey ya!Shout outs from Iceland!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106840348208674843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106840348208674843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106840348208674843' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106830718385726934</id><published>2003-11-08T15:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-08T15:59:47.333Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is there life after death?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106830718385726934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106830718385726934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106830718385726934' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106824890561879754</id><published>2003-11-07T23:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-07T23:48:29.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything that has a beginning...has two pointless sequels.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106824890561879754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106824890561879754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106824890561879754' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106822875416909334</id><published>2003-11-07T18:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-07T18:12:38.070Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Heart....It HurtsInside my sleeve, I pull out my heart,Handing it to you,"Careful it's fragile, and easily falls apart."Extending your arms, you take the heartIn your tender warm hands.It falls into a million shattered pieces-On the floor it lands.You begin to bend down to pick it up,Sorrow and sadness in your eyes.Apologies are not enough.Looking at you with tears in my eyes,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106822875416909334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106822875416909334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106822875416909334' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106820015001041405</id><published>2003-11-07T10:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-07T10:15:53.843Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Prince Charles a bumbanger?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106820015001041405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106820015001041405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106820015001041405' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106812996508540360</id><published>2003-11-06T14:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-06T14:46:08.413Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another conversation overheard, this time in Camberwell:Woman leaving a greasy caf with her baby: "What's your excuse?"Pregnant Waitress:  "Huh?"Woman with the baby: "What's your excuse?"Pregnant Waitress: "Shit, hang on, I'll go and get one"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106812996508540360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106812996508540360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106812996508540360' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106812171451917514</id><published>2003-11-06T12:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-06T12:28:50.363Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still straining? Try these (via Sciatica)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106812171451917514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106812171451917514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106812171451917514' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106812128523231379</id><published>2003-11-06T12:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-06T12:21:28.696Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>please give me a chance to love you again</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106812128523231379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106812128523231379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106812128523231379' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106811972843962691</id><published>2003-11-06T11:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-06T11:55:31.403Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i looked down on those who could take any guy as her bf just simply cos's she's desperate for being in love. And to my surprised, she can still be attached to him for two years. Is that call true love? I doubt so. That's being self deceiving. damn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106811972843962691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106811972843962691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106811972843962691' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106811875580379152</id><published>2003-11-06T11:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-06T11:39:19.010Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What profits a man if he gains the whole world but loses his soul...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106811875580379152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106811875580379152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106811875580379152' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106811692026799059</id><published>2003-11-06T11:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-06T14:52:25.236Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if music be the food of love, she starved me to death. &lt;-------WaNKer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106811692026799059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106811692026799059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106811692026799059' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106807651954666467</id><published>2003-11-05T23:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-06T11:04:15.913Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In the dead of night, trying to sleep off the dead of other nights, I sit up and recall that someone once asked of me:Does it feel to you as if all the promise of yourself has not played itself out--but is instead melting into something that once was? It's as if all my dreams are behind me, are nostalgia themselves. And in their wake lie football, a pain in the side near my kidney, and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106807651954666467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106807651954666467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106807651954666467' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106802653809341165</id><published>2003-11-05T09:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-05T10:02:42.330Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>On the phone last night to a law firm a woman said "I'm only a secretary" to me. I was so fucking depressed after that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106802653809341165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106802653809341165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106802653809341165' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106796530976750552</id><published>2003-11-04T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-04T17:04:52.393Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That broken glass ... the bastard thing turns out to be crystal, and worse, guess who bought them for us? Only the Derry ones, and you know how friggin menopausal she is. She will go mental. I can't hide this ... you never saw anything stick out like 5 fancy glasses.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106796530976750552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106796530976750552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106796530976750552' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106793826959396145</id><published>2003-11-04T09:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-04T09:31:12.353Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok everyone, no bare feet in the kitchen this morning. Just smashed a glass, and I don't think I got all the bits. And don't butter toast on the worktops .. that's where I smashed it, and I don't believe I got all those bits either.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106793826959396145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106793826959396145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106793826959396145' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106761084838247620</id><published>2003-10-31T14:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-31T14:34:10.230Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"White people can never tell how old a black person is"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106761084838247620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106761084838247620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106761084838247620' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-10675257239860887</id><published>2003-10-30T14:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-30T14:55:15.663Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bollocks, its pissing down.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/10675257239860887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/10675257239860887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#10675257239860887' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106751518025901893</id><published>2003-10-30T11:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-30T11:59:33.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The active ingredient in me is you.And beer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106751518025901893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106751518025901893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106751518025901893' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106751555738912292</id><published>2003-10-30T11:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-30T12:15:04.973Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FoR A BIg DoNkEy DiCk cALL 0044 121 246 2671</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106751555738912292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106751555738912292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106751555738912292' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106751505370321466</id><published>2003-10-30T11:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-30T11:57:27.066Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Little dead boys don't tell lies.Now, are you lying?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106751505370321466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106751505370321466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106751505370321466' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106743641658140062</id><published>2003-10-29T13:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-29T14:19:30.906Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They're coming for me. They've been after me ever since. I see them everywhere on the street, hear them breathing in the back of my phone conversations, even taste them in my food. I buy everything pre-packaged, you know, but they're still there. Still saying hi. Hello, Corey, my box of Wheaties snorts, We'd just like you to know that we know what you eat. We know how you paid for it. We know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106743641658140062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106743641658140062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106743641658140062' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106735889361772145</id><published>2003-10-28T16:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-30T12:19:43.423Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vigils for SmithsElliottIain Duncan   &lt;----(Seeing as the sad cunt lost the vote, that link doesn't work anymore 30.10.03)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106735889361772145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106735889361772145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106735889361772145' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106735027224268385</id><published>2003-10-28T14:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-28T14:11:13.456Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BUSTEDWhat ever happened to the shame of selling out?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106735027224268385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106735027224268385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106735027224268385' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106733832228140732</id><published>2003-10-28T10:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-30T12:21:07.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The woman on the train this morning, two seats down, she folded her newspaper into thirds, skimming, flipping, turning skimming flipping. It folded up nicely into her jacket pocket at Farringdon and got on the Metropolitan Line. She'll never know how impressed I was. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106733832228140732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106733832228140732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106733832228140732' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5999374.post-106729617741885817</id><published>2003-10-27T23:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-28T10:02:26.240Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coversations in passingI've heard the following exchanges over the last few days in London:Father: I died onceSon: Oh yeah? Did you see God?Father: Naw, saw your Mum(Mum giggles)Man: What you reading?Woman: RubbishMan: YeahWoman: I met this guy when I was travelling who used to tear the page out of the book when he was finished reading it. Said he was cutting down on the weight he was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106729617741885817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5999374/posts/default/106729617741885817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toiletwall.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106729617741885817' title=''/><author><name>Toileta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10744291239599631473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
