Pissing in the men's room is just like taking a damned math test: there's no talking, no head turning, and you keep your eyes on your own work.
.. Choosing a urinal, well, it's like writing a rough draft on a college paper: double space your work, and if you run out of room, fill in the blanks.
Figuring out where to do your business if there's a crowd, well, it's like.. umm... filling out a job application.... uhhh... ok, I can't think of a lame joke for that one.
But basically a line at the pisser is the most horrible and awkward experience in the world, especially if it's at some kind of low-life social gathering. I still remember being 12 at a Lynard Skynard<->Doobie Brothers retro tour and having to wait in line with a bunch of drunken blokes to get my chance to take my turn in the urinal, and it was so packed I had to go in a trashcan with two other dudes lining up behind me to use the same disposal unit!
I generally follow this line of reasoning when it comes to pissing in a crowd:
1) Urinal
2) Toilet
3) Trashcan
4) Sink
5) Floor
Cheers,
Tim
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