Night Surgeon

I found this in a desk during class. Don’t worry its not real blood it looks to light. Apparently who ever drew this was talented but not in spelling.

Park Carts Hear Heer Here

I found this sign on a par-three golf course while golfing with my friends Matt and Katie. It appears to have been up for some time, based on the rust trail from the nail at the top, and the several attempts at correction.

Pots of Love

On the front it reads “MOM” with a heart. There is a family fridge somewhere missing this gem. My favorite part is the pictures of hearts and pots at the bottom. Ten pots is a lotta love!

Justice

This is from a school journal I found lying on the street. What follows is sea sickness, famine, and one hellish night spent on a floating plank of wood in black freezing water. That’s enough to seize the darkest corners of insanity … because she stole a lighter. Stay tuned.

No What to Do

I work at the university and found this delightful drawing while tidying up the Aboriginal student lounge. I don’t think anyone would know what to do when confronted by a weird bucket with what appears to be a tap. Kids are weird.

The Bike Message

I came outside for my lunch break this afternoon to find a note on my bike. No idea who it was from, but apparently they’d really like to park their bike where I’ve parked mine for the past two years.

Frineds

My old roommate found this in a parking lot not too far from a school. The face looks like a girl to me, so I imagine it’s just some random kid who got into your normal chick fight with her best “frined.”

A Bad Kisser

I was substituting a fifth grade class and found this when I was cleaning up at the end of the day. It blew me away to think this kid was probably only 11 years old and he’s already been branded a bad kisser! Maybe we need to spend more time on SPELLING with Joey!