Not seein’ this as a big seller in gay bars. Just sayin’…
Ok if I were more creative I could come up with a gay bar alternative talkin’ urinal cake… sigh guess that’s why I’ll never be a self-made bazillionaire. 
Maybe so but imagine if it/they said in a husky -come and get me while I’m still damp, voice.
“Why hellooooo there big boy”
I expect there will be an increase of men pissing on walls and floors to avoid the embuggerance of talking urinal cakes.
It’s a very expensive urinal cake, that has to have a very low powered pizo electric speaker. They should have sent out little leprecon figures that sit on the urinal tops, to be dployed St. Patricks Day. Don’t be driving if it’s green.
lol…
I seriously thought they measure how much alcohol is in you. I dunno, based on whatever is in your piss.
And, for the record, stage fright doesn’t necessarily mean a small wee wee 