Dognapper
I found this love letter/threat on a vacant seat on the #76 east-bound bus, on the way to DJ at Delilah’s one unseasonably warm evening.
I found this love letter/threat on a vacant seat on the #76 east-bound bus, on the way to DJ at Delilah’s one unseasonably warm evening.
My mom’s boyfriend found this on his windshield behind a church in Erie. What we’ve been debating is whether the guy who wrote this is either really old or if he was writing on top of a piece of concrete.
Here’s a scanned image of a note I found last weekend along the American River in Sacramento. The note was lying in some grass alongside the river next to a few empty beer cans (Coors Lite) and some discarded fishing line.
I found this note under a bed in Barnes Jewish Hospital on the women and children’s floor. I was visiting my cousin who had his tonsils taken out. His younger brother started crawling around the floor and playing with random pieces of trash behind the trash can; like this.
I found this inside a library book about kids’ science experiments at the Phoenix Public Library.
I bar tend at a restaurant and worked a private party for an OB/GYN group. They left these notes behind on a table. Some of them I can’t understand or make out. My favorite note by far is “Masturbating vigorously on the basement floor.”
The attached is a note a friend of a friend found outside their apartment (or on their car) in 1998.
I found this in the courtyard of a dorm building.
Gearing up for a 24 hour f*ck-fest? How about a spell-check?