I just witnessed the oddest urinating posture/position I’ve ever seen. This guy had his knees bent, and was hunched forward, and had his entire pelvis in the urinal. It was the damndest thing. I swear, his bits had to have been mashed against the back of the urinal! :eek:
Maybe a drag king?
Perhaps he had some sort of urethral abnormality, such as the urethra opening on the underside of the penis.
A dribbler 
He was probably doing a double duty, rinsing off too. 
Ah, the cold, clean touch of porcelain …
On the upside, the splashback was probably minimized.
One tall lanky basketball player said to the other, “The water sure is deep!” :eek:
To which the second relied, “And deep too,”
And the third said, “Look out for the turtles in the mud at the bottom!”
bolding mine.
I have always wondered - why do some blokes put their hand on the wall and lean forward?
We’re drunk. Helps our balance.
It’s easier to flex and relax your legs and pelvic muscles a bit (without falling) in that position. Some guys find it easier to start urinating that way.
Remember that scene from Sin City, where Bruce Willis was running through the woods to rescue Nancy, and his heart condition flared up? He leaned against a tree in a position that looked more like a painful urination than a coronary.
Eww, porcelan. <shudders> [/threepwood]
…and the fourth said “There’s a burr at the end of the pipe!”
Ba-dum bum
Which leads me to ask the question, just why were you watching? :dubious:
I get the thrill of dealing with adolescent boys who seem to think it’s a point of pride to stand way back from the urinal. When I have one of em on his hands and knees cleaning up the bathroom floor afterwards, it becomes not so much a point of pride, I have discovered.
What I wanna know is why some guys unbuckle their entire belt and undo all buttons and/or fly on their jeans/slacks/trousers when at the urinal.
WTF? Pants have zippers! Is this some sort of pseudo-posing in the “my dick is so big it don’t fit through my fly” vein?
But those zippers have sharp metal teeth. Just the brushing against them is uncomfortable, not to mention the memory of those zippers catching a peice of skin in childhood. No, I’d rather undo it all and spread the zippers as far away as possible.
Well, Jeez, the urinals are only a couple feet apart, so I came around the corner, and there he was. I wasn’t gawking/leering/staring - it’s just kind of hard to miss something so weird.
That, and I wanted to make sure his penis wasn’t bigger than mine. :dubious: :eek:
Wojo on “Barney Miller”: You can’t point to anything in the Sears catalog and not find someone somewhere who wants to have sex with it.