So perhaps this is the only acceptable form of graffiti? It’s hard to categorize a mustachioed unicorn as legitimate, but if tagging up the Sketcher sign can incur such community vitriol, then I suppose this is what we end up with.
Stopping by to check out a punk rock party at someone’s house (nice work bands! more DIY shows please!), I noticed that a whole apartment wall had been dedicated to just let taggers do whatever the hell they wanted. Fantastic idea, but I could have done without the acrid aerosol odor permeating the whole place. And all the Fubar.
Of course, Y2K Beavis made it all worthwhile.