Jason Bitner's Blog, page 71

Creepy Santa

During a renovation project at our high school,when the lockers were detached fromt the walls there were several items that had somehow made their way behind the lockers. This was one of them. There are no dates or names on the back.
This santa creeps me out.

After-College Plans

This is the end of a 6 page transcribed text message conversation. Basically, the two girls are arguing over who slept with which boy, and who was dating who at the time.

Ana'gore'tes

We run an all-ages music venue that typically specializes in intimate shows with indie acts from all around the Pacific Northwest. Recently, for Halloween, we invited the local high school kids to put on a metal show. It was great. After they all left, while cleaning up, we found these set-lists still lingering on-stage. These are some of the funniest ones I came across.

Ana'gore'tes Part 2

We run an all-ages music venue that typically specializes in intimate shows with indie acts from all around the Pacific Northwest. Recently, for Halloween, we invited the local high school kids to put on a metal show. It was great. After they all left, while cleaning up, we found these set-lists still lingering on-stage. These are some of the funniest ones I came across.

Love Always, Ginger

I bought a very conservative flannel night gown at Salvation Army as a joke bachelorette party gift. When I was folding the night gown to wrap it, I noticed something in the pocket, this note. The odd thing is that the nightgown still had the tags and everything on it, which makes me wonder if grandma ever even got Gingers note.

Also, we have determined that dirty "licon" is dirty "licking", which in Hawaii means she got a whipping.

Msg. for Ralph

I found this behind a library.

Missing Heart

I woke up early this morning and couldn't get back to sleep, so I went on a walk and watched the sun rise. As I was coming back, I happened to see this lying on the sidewalk and picked it up.

Poop in the Stairwell

I found this note on route to the laundry room at the Chesapeake Lofts.

The Smurfing

I found this in a computer lab at my university, where students often work late into the night.

All I Can See Is FarmVille

I went out to get the paper this morning and saw this page torn from a sketch book against my fence halfway up my walk.

It appears someone can control their brain but not their bladder.