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Friday, 06 November 2009 11:22 |
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Why do you men have to piss against something?
Men pissing in semi-public is a common sight around here (from time to time I also pass a lorry driver nipping off into the woods with a bog roll.... but that's a different matter that I don't want to think about). If I could wee standing up, with a little dignity, as opposed to squatting over the risk of being thistled or nettled on the arse with the likelihood of drenched trousers, I might well do it in the open, like the men. It would be a boon, actually, because my bladder is a faithless companion. I wonder, though, if I would feel compelled to seek out only perpendiculars to piss on.
There are miles and miles of unbounded roadside in Portugal, without fence or wall. So why do they seek out the free standing gateposts or trees to piss against? What's wrong with pissing into the grass? Or onto the asphalt? Or a muddy puddle? Or into sandy earth to make a muddy puddle?
p.s. Before any of you say it, I KNOW that, obviously, snow trumps walls, but we don't get that here very often. If we did, then they would.
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a. this is a blog. It is a bit of fun. It is written on a certain day then left behind, I never go back and edit... ANYTHING.
b. before you take it upon yourself to tell me off for being misanthropic and awful, first, remember you might be missing something in my ridiculous writing, second, stop going out of your way to be offended and go and find some mermaids and fluffy things to look at.
c. then again, if you're moved to express your contempt of me, then good... at least I have moved you to SOMETHING.
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