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Went running a couple of times while I was at my folks' house last week. They live out in the countryside, and so when I felt the overwhelming need for a excrement while a few miles into my run it was very easy to hop into a field and take an open air excrement under a tree. It was a highly liberating feeling.
"Hello good sir GM, may we pretty please have your throwaway centers and gords please??!? I'll suck yo'dick!"
I hope you wiped with poison ivy.
I just took a dump. Reminded me of the game last night.
If you took one on yourself then it would be exactly what the Jets did to us last night.
I have an irrational fear of being attacked from behind while using the urinal. Boardwalk Empire and Fargo have both had urinal attack scenes in recent memory and have fed into this fear.Think about it. It's pretty much the most defenseless position to be in during the course of a normal day. Dick's out, you're facing the wall, the floor might be slippery, etc.
And at least one of your hands is busy holding your junk. Unless you're that freak who stands at the urinal and goes hands-free. That I can't understand for the life of me.