okay. today's topic: what the fuck!?
first:
two of my fingers and a thumb are peeling. what the hell??
second:
urinals. why do they have to make that jutty outty part right below your crotch? nobody's pissing in that little enclave and all it serves to do, as far as i can see, is increase the discomfort felt by anyone who's less that six feet tall and/or wears pants that aren't awfully tight, like my dad (bless him) or anyone from the 60s/70s/80s whilst they urinate.
all i can think about when i'm standing at those bloody things is, "jesus christ man, do you see how gross that porcelain peninsula covered in semi-hardened yellow urine splotches and pubic hairs is??" now i'm faced with the option of standing several inches away from the pottie to ensure the safety of my pants/shorts and risk some creepy 'looker' staring at my less than impressive wang or maintaining the desirable closeness and accepting the fact that i could very well get the aforementioned not-so-niceties on me pants. i try to meet myself halfway by allowing the necessary distance and leaning my upper half towards the urinal. resulting in a ridiculous pose that probably draws as many looks as the faraway pee would. hahaha
...... so i was not expecting that little rant to be such a novel. haha
first:
two of my fingers and a thumb are peeling. what the hell??
second:
urinals. why do they have to make that jutty outty part right below your crotch? nobody's pissing in that little enclave and all it serves to do, as far as i can see, is increase the discomfort felt by anyone who's less that six feet tall and/or wears pants that aren't awfully tight, like my dad (bless him) or anyone from the 60s/70s/80s whilst they urinate.
all i can think about when i'm standing at those bloody things is, "jesus christ man, do you see how gross that porcelain peninsula covered in semi-hardened yellow urine splotches and pubic hairs is??" now i'm faced with the option of standing several inches away from the pottie to ensure the safety of my pants/shorts and risk some creepy 'looker' staring at my less than impressive wang or maintaining the desirable closeness and accepting the fact that i could very well get the aforementioned not-so-niceties on me pants. i try to meet myself halfway by allowing the necessary distance and leaning my upper half towards the urinal. resulting in a ridiculous pose that probably draws as many looks as the faraway pee would. hahaha
...... so i was not expecting that little rant to be such a novel. haha