Yep. You pull up, whip it out, go. Sucks if you have shy kidneys like me, but you gotta make it happen.
Trippin’ shrooms at a Crosby, Stills and Nash gig, walked into a trough. Ah hell no! Fuck am I gonna do?! Just had to make it happen. Imagine being a punker in a country bar! At a trough! Meh. Man the fuck up.
Pretty sure most lemmy guys would summon a manager, piss their pants or die of a burst bladder.
This is sick, but it works for me, no idea how I came across this: Guy next to you? Imagine grabbing him by the scalp and beating the living shit out of him on the plumbing hardware, blood flyin’ everywhere, screamin’ and beggin’ you to stop!
Sick, I know. Never been the victim or assailant, but I can empty my bladder when it’s shy.
I’ll be banned forever for this comment. Hope it helps someone else before it’s deleted.
It’s fucked up! I KNOW! And I have no idea how this came into my brain. Probably an intrusive thought about the guy next to me making it hard to pee.
“Get out motherfucker or I’m gonna bash your fucking face off!”
I’ve wondered if shy kidneys are evolutionary protection against peeing ourselves when in danger. Flip the script, become the danger, all good to shake the lizard. 🤷🏻 (That’s totally made-up by me.)
Yep. You pull up, whip it out, go. Sucks if you have shy kidneys like me, but you gotta make it happen.
Trippin’ shrooms at a Crosby, Stills and Nash gig, walked into a trough. Ah hell no! Fuck am I gonna do?! Just had to make it happen. Imagine being a punker in a country bar! At a trough! Meh. Man the fuck up.
Pretty sure most lemmy guys would summon a manager, piss their pants or die of a burst bladder.
This is sick, but it works for me, no idea how I came across this: Guy next to you? Imagine grabbing him by the scalp and beating the living shit out of him on the plumbing hardware, blood flyin’ everywhere, screamin’ and beggin’ you to stop!
Sick, I know. Never been the victim or assailant, but I can empty my bladder when it’s shy.
I’ll be banned forever for this comment. Hope it helps someone else before it’s deleted.
What did I just read?
It’s fucked up! I KNOW! And I have no idea how this came into my brain. Probably an intrusive thought about the guy next to me making it hard to pee.
“Get out motherfucker or I’m gonna bash your fucking face off!”
I’ve wondered if shy kidneys are evolutionary protection against peeing ourselves when in danger. Flip the script, become the danger, all good to shake the lizard. 🤷🏻 (That’s totally made-up by me.)