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Do you have any stories about pisssing yourself at a wedding or something?

Me, I peed in my friends bedroom when I was eight:D

I was standing at a urinal and a guy came up and asked me if he looked fat.

There is absolutly nothing funny about urine.

Well, except that one time that my brother and I were catching a ride from a friend of mine on the way home from somewhere (can’t remember) and my brother had to take a piss. My friend and I wanted to get home, and we’d just stopped at some fast food place so we told him to just piss in an empty Styrofoam cup.

He did. Now, we weren’t about to sit in the car with his urine so we told him to get rid of it. We were driving on a fairly light traffic rode, so I guess my brother figured he wouldn’t have to look behind him, or maybe he’s just a dumbass, but he proceeded to put a lid on the cup and throw it out the back window.

The cup smashed into and exploded all over the windshield of the car behind us. Needless to say, my friend gunned it.

There is absolutly nothing funny about urine.

Well, except that one time that my brother and I were catching a ride from a friend of mine on the way home from somewhere (can’t remember) and my brother had to take a piss. My friend and I wanted to get home, and we’d just stopped at some fast food place so we told him to just piss in an empty Styrofoam cup.

He did. Now, we weren’t about to sit in the car with his urine so we told him to get rid of it. We were driving on a fairly light traffic rode, so I guess my brother figured he wouldn’t have to look behind him, or maybe he’s just a dumbass, but he proceeded to put a lid on the cup and throw it out the back window.

The cup smashed into and exploded all over the windshield of the car behind us. Needless to say, my friend gunned it.

YAY! :D

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Do you have any stories about pisssing yourself at a wedding or something?

Me, I peed in my friends bedroom when I was eight:D
I'd just like to apologise for the rest of New Zealand, South Islanders are not human!

I was standing at a urinal and a guy came up and asked me if he looked fat.
Sure he didn't say "phat" but didn't inflect properly?
He wanted to say it while at least one of your hands was having an intimate moment. Perhaps you missed an important cue. :(
*sigh*

Okay, i have a few painful waistband-slippage incidents i could recant, but i shan't. I emphasize the "painful" part.

Once, after an escalation of a personal issue with my brother, and revenge, he did something i couldn't remember and took my bike out for a ride with his friend. We were in Menlo Park, CA, at the Bethany Lutheran Church yard, whose entrance is a decline from the main road into the parking lot, channeled by brickface.
I walked along the brickface and skulked until he happened down the hill with his friend.
As my brother approached (coasting) where i was, i jumped up onto the edge of the brickface and whipped it out, pissing all over the air he had no choice but to bike into. He didn't like that and attempted to duck as he started to pass, which caused him to careen into his friends' bike and they both wrecked. I moved over to spray him a little more but ran out after a few drops. He was laughing the kind of laugh that someone gives when they know they have to devote several hours of scrutiny to every habit you have, just to take advantage of it ... as he wiped his brow. I ran. I don't remember much else.
True story.

I have a wee incident, but I am not telling....

I have a wee incident, but I am not telling....
Is this like the "milking" thread?

Besides, try posting in white if you're THAT concerned. *nods*

No, my wee story has no relation to milking...it is in relation to being very drunk and forgetting that I was wearing underwear....which is easy to do as it was teeny and tiny....thats my excuse

At a VERY drunken party, my baby brother pissed on a sleeping duck. He would have pissed on a goose as well, but the damn bird woke up.

When I was about seven or so, an older cousin of mine dared me to piss on an electric fence. I did, and I have had an irrational fear of electricity ever since. Hold on, make that a rational fear.

No, my wee story has no relation to milking...it is in relation to being very drunk and forgetting that I was wearing underwear....which is easy to do as it was teeny and tiny....thats my excuse
Ah well, perhaps it wasn't a public appearance, like it sometimes is with Fergie from The Black-Eyed Peas?

I was standing at a urinal and the guy next to me obviously had a bladder infection of some sort... He's wee stank like... a very bad thing! And it was brown! :eek:

OK OK I will tell...* I have little resolve*

I was out at a club some years ago, It was summer and I was wearing a tight white dress, so I wore a very tiny string. I was quite drunk and went to the bathroom with two friends, we all shared the cubicle and took turns to pee...I forgot about the string until it was too late...and decided that my best option was to remove it and wash it in the basin and then dry it with the hot air hand dryer.....which I did...it caused a good deal of amusement at the time.

I have a wee incident, but I am not telling....
Actually i have one about a girl.

Back at my Primary school(5 through 10) the Standard 4's(Last year of primary) had to be the teacher helpers for a week(See Slaves) well me and Annabelle were on Dish duty and she needed to go toilet but she had the Rubber golves on and couldn't get them off, she may or may not have been a wee bit late.:eek:

OK OK I will tell...* I have little resolve*

I was out at a club some years ago, It was summer and I was wearing a tight white dress, so I wore a very tiny string. I was quite drunk and went to the bathroom with two friends, we all shared the cubicle and took turns to pee...I forgot about the string until it was too late...and decided that my best option was to remove it and wash it in the basin and then dry it with the hot air hand dryer.....which I did...it caused a good deal of amusement at the time.
That's skill AND class. I once peed on my cat after consuming three bottles of red. On the upside, it was a very good Cabernet Merlot.

That's skill AND class. I once peed on my cat after consuming three bottles of red. On the upside, it was a very good Cabernet Merlot.


I like that...I just admitted that I peed my pants because I was drunk...and get called classy...excellent!

That's skill AND class. I once peed on my cat after consuming three bottles of red. On the upside, it was a very good Cabernet Merlot.
I can only hope your cat appreciated the bouquet...

I can only hope your cat appreciated the bouquet...
One can only hope.

I like that...I just admitted that I peed my pants because I was drunk...and get called classy...excellent!I live in Australia... ;)

I live in Australia... ;)

I have been to Australia, I liked it except I burnt my feet on the pavement.

*tip! dont go barefoot on hot things*

I have been to Australia, I liked it except I burnt my feet on the pavement.

*tip! dont go barefoot on hot things*
That's our secret plan to keep our convict countrymen form the Western Supurbs of Brisbane.

Where abouts did you visit?

Hmm, telling this story goes against my better judgment, nontheless:

One of the common rules to any drinking game (at least the ones I play) is you can't get up to go to the toilet. This causes me no end of problems as I have one of those 'weak bladders'. Anyway, we were about half way through a game, with at least another hour to go, and I was simply busting. Now the specifics of the rule are you can't GO to the toilet, so of course it was suggested I go right where I was, in a cup. The cup was fairly large, but I was after all busting and so when I began to realise I was going to fill that one up I began screaming for another. Now I was extremely drunk so it pretty much came out as a bunch of jibberish, and so only when it began to drip all over the floor did my friends realise what I was talking about. I think in the end I filled up three cups. Oh well at least I got to get up so I could go and throw them out outside (I still couldn't GO to the toilet to dispose of them :rolleyes: )

Hmm, telling this story goes against my better judgment, nontheless:

One of the common rules to any drinking game (at least the ones I play) is you can't get up to go to the toilet. This causes me no end of problems as I have one of those 'weak bladders'. Anyway, we were about half way through a game, with at least another hour to go, and I was simply busting. Now the specifics of the rule are you can't GO to the toilet, so of course it was suggested I go right where I was, in a cup. The cup was fairly large, but I was after all busting and so when I began to realise I was going to fill that one up I began screaming for another. Now I was extremely drunk so it pretty much came out as a bunch of jibberish, and so only when it began to drip all over the floor did my friends realise what I was talking about. I think in the end I filled up three cups. Oh well at least I got to get up so I could go and throw them out outside (I still couldn't GO to the toilet to dispose of them :rolleyes: )

I think you should keep beer bottles that you drink from just incase you need them again...

I'd just like to apologise for the rest of New Zealand, South Islanders are not human!

Lies and slander, Harlesburg! Only most of 'em. Oh, to be in Wellington, where the traffic is terrible but you can walk most everywhere, where the weather is always terrible, and where the ratio of New Zealanders to Allblackistanis is in favour of the former.

Apologies to all for this slight derailment of the thread; if I have any urine-related stories, they were evidently such traumatic experiences that my brain has edited out all memory of them.

this thread is perverted.

That's skill AND class. I once peed on my cat after consuming three bottles of red. On the upside, it was a very good Cabernet Merlot.

I did a similar thing once to my poor, faithful dog. Except it was vomit after countless pints of Guinness.

That's our secret plan to keep our convict countrymen form the Western Supurbs of Brisbane.

Where abouts did you visit?

I did visit Melbourne and Adelaide...I have family there

I did visit Melbourne and Adelaide...I have family there

Good thing you didn't waste your time in Brisbane. Melbourne's much better. ;)

OK OK I will tell...* I have little resolve*

I was out at a club some years ago, It was summer and I was wearing a tight white dress, so I wore a very tiny string. I was quite drunk and went to the bathroom with two friends, we all shared the cubicle and took turns to pee...I forgot about the string until it was too late...and decided that my best option was to remove it and wash it in the basin and then dry it with the hot air hand dryer.....which I did...it caused a good deal of amusement at the time.
See, that wasn't so bad! :)

I have another one (probably more than that)
I was on a drinking run with Punjab the Sane and Tommy "Richard Simmons-lookin' motherf*cker", and a good hearty night of drunk Life playing. I slept out in the living room, and Tommy had to get up at one point to piss. He still had so much in his system, i guess, that he couldn't recognize where he was, and moved over towards the door, where an empty coke 12-pack box lay next to Punjab's roommates' shoes (Arduu the Failure). Apparently the window, in the dim light, resembled Tommy's bathroom at home, so he just took out and started going into the coke box. He swayed a bit and instead of making everything in the box, he made a lot more into Arduu's shoes. I didn't bother him about the box but i peeped a little when the shoes got their dousing. But he muttered something incomprehensible, while waving his hand. That effort was too much to retain balance, and he made it alternately on the box and the shoes. So i let him finish up and went back to sleep, after he turned around and passed out in the hallway, still not zipped up.
Of course, we never bothered to tell Arduu why his shoes were so squishy.

Good thing you didn't waste your time in Brisbane. Melbourne's much better. ;)
If you're an iced up transvestite...

If you're an iced up transvestite...

:D Maybe that's why I like it here so much? :)

:D Maybe that's why I like it here so much? :)Maybe *titters*

When I was like 13, myself, two boys and one girl my age went down to a ballfield to play softball and just hang out for a couple hours, and had shared a full bottle of pepsi in like 15 minutes. We all had to pee at just about the same time. The place is a pretty closed area so we all wound up peeing on the 4 seperate plates. :p That was a pretty funny but terribly awkward situation.

in bootcamp the DI's made us all drink 4 canteens(around a gallon) of water in 2 hours then we proceded to PT we had 2 females piss them selves during jumping jacks and a guy piss him self doing push ups and many people vometed also.

not much. when I was pregnant I got up to go to the bathroom, peed and came back to bed. I woke up to the sound of my husband screaming like a girl and ripping the blankets off the bed, apparently the whole bathroom trip had been a dream and I had peed the bed.

oh, and once my cousin got high and we were talking about why a friend of mine had to wear a catheter, and about how people don't really learn to pee, but learn how not to pee, and that he didn't have control over his "don't pee" muscles, and my husband mentioned (joking) that pot can make you "forget how not to pee" if you smoke a lot. Anyway 3 days later my cousin walks in and my husband said "don't forget how not to pee!" thinking she would laugh, but she got this pale look on her face and ran to the hallway, I followed after her and realized that she was peeing the whole way to the bathroom

power of suggestion?

got another i have a begal(sp) dog thats pretty well house broke, well me and my wife went and got a new bed one that adjusts up and down at the head and feet. well he was laying at her feet and she desides to raise her feet well you guessed it we hadent even slept on it yet and we were changing the sheets. as a side note for some unkown resson both of our dogs and both our cats have pised on her when she was laying in bed either awake or asleep not realy sure why though, any ideas as to why please post em.

got another i have a begal(sp) dog thats pretty well house broke, well me and my wife went and got a new bed one that adjusts up and down at the head and feet. well he was laying at her feet and she desides to raise her feet well you guessed it we hadent even slept on it yet and we were changing the sheets. as a side note for some unkown resson both of our dogs and both our cats have pised on her when she was laying in bed either awake or asleep not realy sure why though, any ideas as to why please post em.

they really really like her. I used to have a cat that would pee on me unless I took a shower before bed and put on a fresh out of the dryer (with the dryer sheet smell still) nightgown. It was something about my "scent" that he liked, he used to pee on my purse a lot too.

Do you know how women seem to always pee together? Well one very drunken night (or morning, depending on your outlook) a female friend decided we should attempt to urinate 'like guys around the bowl' after dragging me to the toilet as '...close enough to a chick'. Suffice is to say, with yoga that task you have been impossible.

*nods*