‘This is where the big knobs hang out.’
It’s just bravado. Or nerves. Something to say and break the ice.
You see, among us men there is a fear that engulfs us when we approach a urinal for a wee. It’s founded on two main questions – ‘Will I be able to piss when stood between two other blokes that I don’t know?’ and ‘What if my cock is smaller than theirs?’ Call it stage fright.
Women don’t have to go through the same ignominy. In fact, it’s ironic. Women like to go to the toilet in groups (well, at least a pair) and when they get there they have their own private cubicle to piss in! There are men who count people in and out of the bogs so they know they’ll be the only one in there. Sometimes they take a risk and hope the one available cubicle is free – inevitably to find that someone is taking a dump or drugs in there.
Even when we’ve finished the fear factor remains. No matter how adept you are at squeezing every little drop out, there’s always one drop left that causes a wet patch in your groin area. And of course this only happens when you’re wearing light coloured jeans or trousers. I suspect women don’t have this problem – it may feel the same but at least it can’t be seen by all and sundry.
And I haven’t even mentioned splashback yet.
13/10/05 @ 23:51