We had a big power-cut last week...
Monday, December 15, 2008 1:24:38 AM
... but the weather was on the bright side that day sooo... You know how the really cold weather makes you want to visit the... erm... powder room?
Well it does me, anyway.
So we went to see the sea and thanks to me taking a wrong turning somewhere we wound up in a dead end in a really pretty harbour. It wasn't on the sea, it seemed to be in an inlet or something. Anyhow, I leapt out of the car to take pictures and as I was framing up the first one it hit me. Ohno-ohno-ohno-ohno... I gotta find a public convenience. Is this what being incontinent feels like? Stopitstopitstopit... Nothing in this little hamlet, dived back into the car and set off for civilisation. Passed through half a dozen villages all of which had Indian restaurants but no public relief areas. No woods to go and do it in. Where's civilisation gone????
We came to a place called Something-on-Sea and I was contemplating maybe trying to find a place where I could do it into the sea, but Something-on-Sea wasn't actually on the sea, it used to be, but the sea had moved away apparently. I was getting convinced I was going to be driving home on a wet car seat, I'd got to the point where I was wondering how I was going to explain it to mum, then finally we hit a town.
The local Woolworth's store was having a closing down sale and the shopper's car park was full, but I found a disabled slot and mum has a disabled badge which I felt fully justified in using at this juncture. The intention was to find an eatery because they always have toilet facilities, but there, right in front of me, was a public toilet! I jumped out of the car and just as I was about to speed off mum said "I think I could do to go too."
That was the longest walk of my life. Walking at snail's pace towards that welcoming little shack. Fortunately both sexes used the same entrance so I didn't have to waste time there and finally I got in, and with great relief I... how do I put this politely? I pointed Percy at the porcelain.
Just for a split second I couldn't go.
Why would that happen? All that trouble to get there, all that painfull holding it back at all costs, and when I finaly find the facilities I have to make myself go!!!
Crisis averted I waited for mum to come out and then we went off in search of an eatery. Night had arrived and it was getting really cold and I'd leapt out of the car without putting my warm jacket on, all I had was a fleece with drawstrings around the bottom to stop the cold getting in there. So for the first time in my life I decided to use them.
Mum asked why I was playing with myself.
I'd zipped the drawstrings into my fly...
Well it does me, anyway.
So we went to see the sea and thanks to me taking a wrong turning somewhere we wound up in a dead end in a really pretty harbour. It wasn't on the sea, it seemed to be in an inlet or something. Anyhow, I leapt out of the car to take pictures and as I was framing up the first one it hit me. Ohno-ohno-ohno-ohno... I gotta find a public convenience. Is this what being incontinent feels like? Stopitstopitstopit... Nothing in this little hamlet, dived back into the car and set off for civilisation. Passed through half a dozen villages all of which had Indian restaurants but no public relief areas. No woods to go and do it in. Where's civilisation gone????
We came to a place called Something-on-Sea and I was contemplating maybe trying to find a place where I could do it into the sea, but Something-on-Sea wasn't actually on the sea, it used to be, but the sea had moved away apparently. I was getting convinced I was going to be driving home on a wet car seat, I'd got to the point where I was wondering how I was going to explain it to mum, then finally we hit a town.
The local Woolworth's store was having a closing down sale and the shopper's car park was full, but I found a disabled slot and mum has a disabled badge which I felt fully justified in using at this juncture. The intention was to find an eatery because they always have toilet facilities, but there, right in front of me, was a public toilet! I jumped out of the car and just as I was about to speed off mum said "I think I could do to go too."
That was the longest walk of my life. Walking at snail's pace towards that welcoming little shack. Fortunately both sexes used the same entrance so I didn't have to waste time there and finally I got in, and with great relief I... how do I put this politely? I pointed Percy at the porcelain.
Just for a split second I couldn't go.
Why would that happen? All that trouble to get there, all that painfull holding it back at all costs, and when I finaly find the facilities I have to make myself go!!!
Crisis averted I waited for mum to come out and then we went off in search of an eatery. Night had arrived and it was getting really cold and I'd leapt out of the car without putting my warm jacket on, all I had was a fleece with drawstrings around the bottom to stop the cold getting in there. So for the first time in my life I decided to use them.
Mum asked why I was playing with myself.
I'd zipped the drawstrings into my fly...















Redshigen # Monday, December 15, 2008 2:02:04 AM
...WHY does everyone ALWAYS end talking about pee on Opera-?!
Well, while we're on the subject...
The other day I whined that I had to go for about an hour and finalllly found a bathroom and then I whined for five minutes that then I coudln't go......
I think if you hold it too long your bladder must go into shock or something............
Deke # Tuesday, December 16, 2008 7:33:39 PM
I have to say that I did rather enjoy your treatise on 'Why I widdle when it's wet and windy and I'm wading in water' on the worldwide web.
Redshigen # Tuesday, December 16, 2008 10:47:06 PM
I'm not embarrased (to my mom's horror, usually) to talk about almost anything. I'll give you my say because you gave the whole wolrd yours!! XD
Seriously, though, sooooo many comment-things go to pee. It's nearly inevitable.....
I vividly remember a convo about Clint eating cat pee from a whillle ago...
Deke # Wednesday, December 17, 2008 2:18:39 AM
He figured no worries, he knew the way, and deftly found his way into the pen, stuck his hand out, felt the wall, and deftly started to relieve himself. Then he heard someone else come in, he heard the sound of a fly unzipping, and then he got this warm feeling down his leg.
Apparently the new guy didn't know his way around quite so well. He was standing in the right place.
But he was pointing the wrong way.
Redshigen # Wednesday, December 17, 2008 11:41:02 AM
OMG!
Now THAT sucks!! ^^;;
That's pretty bad...
I have a good toilet story- It's not pee, but, well, just read it:
Rei took Nico-nii (little cousin) to change after we all went to a pool in a hotel. Rei was the only other guy beide Nico himself so he took him to the men's room. Nico was prolly about six...
Well, he apperently stripped down nekid and ran for the urinal where he started pooping. Rei was disgustified. He said he didn't even know what to do.
Deke # Thursday, December 18, 2008 1:58:07 AM
Is it just me or is this blog veering into PandaShavingTorture territory?
Redshigen # Thursday, December 18, 2008 10:53:45 AM
I've only been to his blog once, and it was a whiiiiiiile ago.
Deke # Thursday, December 18, 2008 11:03:18 PM
Redshigen # Thursday, December 18, 2008 11:57:44 PM
Yaaaay~!
I have another new word for you, then: Fucktastic.
Those are my two new words. They drive my brother up a wall!!
Deke # Friday, December 19, 2008 12:27:18 AM
Redshigen # Wednesday, December 24, 2008 1:29:31 PM
I've never heard 'farg' before, lol.
It sounds funky, though~
Hmm. My mom hates those words, too........
Deke # Thursday, December 25, 2008 1:55:16 PM
Redshigen # Tuesday, December 30, 2008 12:39:57 AM
Niiiiice.
I gotta try that wod, then, and see if eveyrone can piece it together.....