Kookys & Dreams

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

In Da' Men's Club

Alright this is a thought for the guys only: women can skip this article…unless you wanna know what’s happening in the guy’s toilet…which I figured you would already be interested by now.
So any of you guys been to a toilet, walk in head towards the urinal and notice that there’s this guy at a corner, and you do your business, and you notice that guy at the corner is still there?? Like hey, I mind my own business (that’s the rule in the boy’s room) but this often puzzles me. Its just simply peculiar how someone can stand there for so long when I had finished my piss that’s been endured for a full 3 hour movie. Well if you wanna know, I didn’t peek, so I’m not sure if he’s pissing or just talking to the wall or his member. I didn’t turn on my extra sensory functions to listen if any action was in fact taking place. What I do know is they’ve been standing there since I walked in, and 2 minutes later as I walk out, they’re still there. Is that what they’ve been calling prostrate?
There’s been a lot of things going on about the male washroom: from the engagement rules, to the occasional peek-a-boo. It isn’t just a docking station where you can dump your waste, but more like a shady “Men’s only” exclusive club. You have propaganda going on in the cubicles depending on your preference and taste. Advertisements (mainly free services) and erotic art displays with random thoughts about the world like “I hate graffiti : so does Jesus”. Then there’s the overly friendly dumb salesman who smiles at you while you’re releasing the excess liquid. Sometimes you can even catch them admiring what you are holding in your hand just then. So you try to lean forward in a bid to gain extra ‘cover’ only to get speckles of urine on your pants. There’s also the occasional ‘male models’ that stand in front of the mirror for way too much time. There’s really nothing wrong with their hair – it just couldn’t get any better if the person wearing it looks challenged. There are just so many things happening in ‘da club that makes you wanna bring some form of protection for your own safety. No I’m not talking about those you find from the dispensing machines found there but stuff like maybe a taser gun or at least a personal zapper.
Also for the misunderstood – its not that men can’t aim, it’s just that they can’t stand close enough for that last trickle.

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