Lipstick & Dynamite

I discovered Lipstick & Dynamite, another Toronto dive bar with terrifically-tagged toilet walls. Below the pics are a selection of the words of wisdom including a riveting story about a missing tooth.

I lost a tooth in this bar and I had to sort through my shit for two days to find it. My dentist put it back in my mouth. My mother still calls me Shit Tooth when she’s cross with me.

Fuck this trash bar!
— How about you calm the fuck down?
— This bar is my home
— Fuck you!

Poo’d so hard I twisted + shouted

I got a penchant for smokes and kicking dudes in the mouth. Sadly for you my last cigarette’s gone out

I wish I wasn’t left-handed except in this wrist scenario

At one point cave people thought they were the apex of society with their cave etchings. Stop being so fixated on your crude analysis of the fall of Babylon 2.0. (A millennials cliffs notes). Apple crumble America’s greatest bakeoff.

I am a poo factory and I hate myself

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