Shit Londoner James Davies sent in this photo suggesting that this is evidence that the design team at Snapple have lost the will to live but I think it might be a clumsy effort on their part to rebrand themselves as a more small producer, organic, homemade kind of brand. The kind of thing that you might pick up at a farmers market and are drawn to simply because the label is written in biro which somehow conjures images of an earnest looking farmer and his smiling family carrying fruit laden baskets to an old wooden barn to be pressed into fresh fruit punch with their feet….or something.
This piece of knobism painstakingly rendered in the window display of Burtons Tottenham Court Road recalls Rodin’s “The Thinker” as the subject stares into his own ejaculate and considers the meaning of existence.
Spotted by Chris Maris
Shit Londoner Gurpreet Gupta spotted this great piece of toilet graffiti at the fantastic Prince Charles Cinema, Leicester Square. ”Drunk Octopus…wants to fight you!” occurred to someone one day as they looked at one of these hooks. Little did they know that one day people all over the world would copy them. Somebody took a photo, posted of one of these octopuses on the internet and from there it grew into a bit of cult graffiti. Who knows how many of these there are out there now? It’s like when someone writes “I wish my wife was this dirty” on the back of a van. There must’ve been one person that did that first and then it spread from there. I find that fascinating, I probably shouldn’t but I do.
It’s funny when these memes spill out into the real world. Have a look at another famous meme that I spotted in London Bridge HERE
In a remarkable last act this sick pigeon somehow managed to manoeuvre himself onto this piece of roadside in what can only be interpreted as a cry for help. Sadly though it looks as if this Lassie, Flipper or Gentle Ben equivalent of the pigeon world’s efforts were in vain as it looks to have been ignored…and possibly reversed over.
Rest in peace sweet disease ridden, feathery prince
Spotted by Charlie Gee
We’re all probably questioning what we eat after the revelation this week that some of Tesco’s burgers were found to contain horse DNA (Shit London follower on Twitter @HornsHighDaveH suggested we should all stop worrying as it was probably just horse spunk….thanks for that thought Dave) so this photo of a broken sign at the Angus Steakhouse Leicester Square would probably give many of us pause for thought. It’s doubtful that they intentionally serve anus on their menu (although who can tell in this revelatory times) but I can’t be certain because, despite living in the city for my entire life, I’ve never eaten in one of these places and don’t think I’ve met anyone who has. They’re all over central London, with their plush red seating, green lamps and dingy looking interiors and seemingly haven’t changed in look for over 30 years. I’m pretty sure they only exist to serve tourists.
Have you ever eaten in one? I’m genuinely interested to know.
Spotted by Simon McLelland