Ohh…finally just got in from work…and its colder than a witches tit outside…got towards clappham…and so needed a wee…(think its the cold that does it to me…)…
anyways…got to my front door and it was almost dribbleing down my leg…
opend up…and bolted up stairs…~(full kit still adorned)…barging past the dog and my partner…
got to the toilet bowl and MY GOD…it was in the departure lounge and not stopping for anything…tried to undo my textile trousers and realized i still had my gloves on…so i started flapping my arms around like i was trying to give a full rendition of the birdy song on strictley come dancing…:w00t:
finally got them suckers off and went strait in for the kill…trousers round my ankles…ol fella out and i’ll be god dammed if only a dribble came out…:doze:.
Feckin’ freezing on the way home as well! Thank god for Cold Killers! :w00t:
Think we may have to go out early in the morning to snap the stray dogs off the lamposts!..
Ha ha. Great descriptive post. The bladder always knows the proximity to a toilet. The closer you get, the bigger the pressure build! (Even if it is a mere trickle!)
hehe… if you’d videoed that, i would’ve doubled the donation :laugh:I know what you mean on that score - the closer I get to the pi55er, the more I need to go - personally I think its got sod all to do with the cold - its your age fella
