Vulgar toilet at the Cat’s Eye

I was a few beers in by now and decided to pace myself by ordering a Sprite at the Cat’s Eye, to which the barmaid scoffed and refused to accept payment presumably out of sympathy.

The self-named Shit House Wall Of the Cat’s Eye Pub was brilliantly vulgar – one of the best I’d come across in ages – featuring poetry and other such words of wisdom including:

You Cunt

You Prick

Pig Fucker

While Your Reading This Your Probably Pissing On Your Shoes
(yes, somebody had corrected the your’s)

Eat Shit. 50 Trillion Flies Can’t Be Wrong

Snow On The Mountain, Smokes In The Grass
Old Man Died With A Cob In His Ass
Cob Fell Out And Wind Blew In
Old Man Came To Life Again

Shit Fuck Ass Turd

Tittys Tittys Tittys

There Was A Young Queen From Bulgaria
Whose Pussy Got Hairier And Hairier
Till The King From Peru
Stopped By For A Screw
Had To Hunt For Her Cunt With A Terrier

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 Now go rinse your eyes out with soap

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