The girl who took a dump in the Art Institute parking lot! - m4w

[undeterred]

A "best of craigslist" post:

Date: 2008-12-03, 11:53PM PST



I mean, come on!

It was like 50 paces to the nearest restroom!

I sat there in my car wondering what the hell you were up to - you spent at least 2 minutes scurrying around your parked car, looking to see if the coast was clear. I thought you were going to, like, break into someone else's car or something. Then I guessed you thought you were "safe" and hurried to the front of your car, near the third level stairwell, dropped your pants, squatted and WENT TO IT!

For Christ's sake, woman! All the time you spent looking out for passing cars so no one would see you crapping like a dog in public, you could have hustled your lazy ass downstairs and into the building and USED THE DAMNED RESTROOM!

Sheesh!

Anyway - if you're free later, drop me a line. I was never more turned on in my life.


Location: Santa Monica

[DS1]

1. He's obviously never seen the Kinkade Christmas Ornament

she was just getting rid one.

Damn Art students. No street smarts at all, they need to come back down to Earth :eyes:

[Orrex]

2. Matthew Barney once took a dump like that and called it The Cremaster Cycle

And somehow got it into the Guggenheim. :shrug:

[Throd]

3. How were the aesthetics of her creation?

Was it a study in texture? Light and shadow? An exercise in line play?

[rcrush]

4. To the cute microbiologist who's gonna examine my stool - w4m

Date: 2008-05-16, 1:39AM EDT


Hi.

Well if you're reading this, you already know it's you. I walked into the lab today because of chronic diarrhea, and they called you specifically to take care of my case. You were so cute when you said I had abnormally huge taste buds. When you said you had to have another look at the back of my throat, it was obvious you just wanted to see their freaky fatness once more, and I called you on it. You then turned completely red, and I don't know if it was because of my grossly exaggerated yet founded accusations or because I wasn't wearing a bra and you left me waiting for like 45 minutes in an industrial AC powered office.

You're gonna be growing five different cultures from my stool in the next week and I have no idea, despite all my funk and resourcefulness, how to make the idea of giving me a call after work seem inspiring. Between all these questions you're asking me, all of which are related to my loose bowel movements, and the fact that you could lose your license if you got together with a patient, there is just no way I can slip you my number.

I don't really know what to do. I think I'm gonna try to run into you at the end of your internship at this hospital. I hear if it's not in an office, there is no law to prevent me hitting on you, and you taking it up. If you're not gay that is - cause you sort of give off that kind of vibe too.

But if you're not, where is my highest chance of running into you completely by chance, one morning when I'm not your patient and you're not my hot, out-of-bounds microbiologist?


* Location: Laval
* it's NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests

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[Orsino]

5. If exhibition space weren't so damned hard to find...

...the struggling artist wouldn't have to resort to such stunts.