Male restroom etiquette is more important than you may realize.
[QUOTE=gigi]
Ok, now we’re getting somewhere. I thought a shake was sufficient; what’s with the slapping of the dog?
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It’s harder than a simple shake, but shy of choking the chicken. Or flogging the bishop.
Which I have seen done at public restroom urinals. (By others.)
[QUOTE=Diogenes the Cynic]
An optional adjunct to the shake which involves tapping it lightly with the fingers.
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Like, how many times? 20?
[QUOTE=gigi]
Like, how many times? 20?
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However many it takes. In extreme cases it may become necessary to flog the member against one’s leg.
It’s usally all for nought anyway. As the saying goes, “no matter how much you shake and dance, the last two drops go in your pants.”
[QUOTE=Diogenes the Cynic]
However many it takes. In extreme cases it may become necessary to flog the member against one’s leg.
It’s usally all for nought anyway. As the saying goes, “no matter how much you shake and dance, the last two drops go in your pants.”
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I believe the rule “More than three and you’re…” Well, you know.
[QUOTE=Diogenes the Cynic]
However many it takes. In extreme cases it may become necessary to flog the member against one’s leg.
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But never against the leg of the person at the next urinal? This is the kind of inside information I was imagining.
A) Ignore the guy.
However, there are certain urinals, like those in the infield at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway, that are open troughs where you stand directly across from a row of other guys. That’s a tough one.
[QUOTE=JCorre]
Male restroom etiquette is more important than you may realize.
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[QUOTE=Contrapuntal]
Ya think?
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:smack:
[QUOTE=gigi]
But never against the leg of the person at the next urinal? This is the kind of inside information I was imagining.
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gigi, I’m afraid the simple truth is that, what’s going on in my head aside, very little happens in a men’s room that is not “business related”. Unlike women, who I understand treat going to the loo as a social affair, chit-chatting between stalls with strangers and whatnot, the unofficial unspoken policy for men is a Code of Silence until the hand-washing stage.
Even my apparently unique mental contests are just that – silently held in my head. I would never throw down a verbal gauntlet: “Bet I piss more ‘n’ you.” Oh my no.
Then again, public restrooms at highway rest stops are supposedly often used as hookup meets for anonymous gay sexual encounters (as depicted in, say, There’s Something About Mary). I don’t know how accurate that portrayal is, but I can safely say that I have not participated in nor witnessed such goings on.