This just in from the WTF-department

That’s odd. Not the penisman, but the thread title. I mean, I’ve been using (well, thinking about using - never got around to using it) the expression “From the WTF department.” Only I’m, in my mind, saying “From the WTF WTF department.” Because it really needs two WTFs, it does.

Prehensile penis! :eek:

Then what the hell did I buy all these big-assed guns for???

troub, please tell me you don’t belong to the evil group of urinal unbucklers. What the hell is wrong with you? Your pants come equiped with a fly. Your boxers or God forbid briefs will have an opening in them to pull li’l troub through. Why unbuckle it all??

As for the “drop-trou” at the urinal, I’m glad I’ve only heard of it, other than having witnessed it in kindergarten. Bare ass in an airport urinal room… the horror, the horror!

Unbuckling at the urinal is hazardous.

My belt doesn’t just hold up my pants. It’s also responsible for gut retention. If I let that sucker loose I’d be in real danger of a belly splashdown. My zipper is my friend.

And frankly, I’m in the same boat as Balle_M, except I’ve also got a big honkin’ ass pickup truck. Are you saying I’ve been doing the masculinity thing wrong all this time?

Yeah, I know what you mean. Nothing ticks me off more than when you go to a party and there’s all these dishes piled up when you go to piss in the sink.

Hey, Coldie,

Mebbe this guy was just trolling for queers*.

Thank you National Lampoon

Well, I drive a nearly 7 year old Peugeot 306 with a measly 1.4 liter engine. I don’t own any firearms. Yet, I have a very attractive girlfriend. What have those pick-up truck and guns gotten you? :stuck_out_tongue:

Arrested.

Twice.

I dunno, Coldfire, it’s just uncomfortable for me to squish/squeeze big troub in/out through the zipper hole. :slight_smile:

I just take comfort that at least I’m not a trou-dropper or a public winker-washer. :smiley:

You guys, this is the funniest thread I’ve read in ages. Many very, very, witty posts here; I was laughing like a loon reading it. Thanks! :smiley:
I have nothing to add regarding the topic of meat-flappers, having never walked in on one in a men’s room. To be honest, I don’t spend a lot of time in men’s rooms.

But, as regards the WTF department and restrooms in general, I did recently find that someone had peed EVERYWHERE in a unisex bathroom at my office. On the seat, under the seat, under the toilet, the middle of the floor, over by the trash can… Jesus Christ, what where they DOING in there? I mean, when I go to the bathroom, I don’t endeavor to see how many different places I can pee. But this person just went hog-wild! Icky.

Maybe I’m being wooshed here, but briefs have escape hatches in the fronts of 'em too.

Oh, I know they do, but it doesn’t seem to have been designed for … shall we say … easy access. That opening is tight! If you’re wearing tight tighty whities and use the hatch, you could cut off the circulation.

I was going to say…does anybody actually USE that hatch?

I’ve folded my share of laundry, and it don’t look all that convenient.

lieu, thou art a kook, good sir!

gee, Kn*ckers, i don’t know if that’s better or worse than what we had going on for a while.

we’ve got the traditional M/F split on restrooms here at work. but for the longest time, you’d go into the ladies’ room and discover that someone had peed allll over the seat in the first cubicle. we could never figure out who the culprit was (or how they managed to do such an incredibly thorough job of it, either). disgusting barely begins to cover it. (bad choice of phrase) :smack:

odd thing was, there was some notice put out around that time (by our male supervisor) on … ah … restroom etiquette and workplace practices that strongly implied that something similar was happening in the men’s room too.

WTF??? did somebody have gender identity problems as well as the world’s crappiest aim?

i did it again, didn’t i? :smack: :smack:

Or maybe they were a team, lachesis - a man and woman working together in a sinister plot to defile both restrooms.
The Boris and Natasha of bathroom use, if you will.

Maybe it was Anal Scurvy and his cat.

I’m afraid it really is too TMI for a man’s thread. But I’m going to do it anyway.

Scene: A large holiday house, a very large gathering of college friends, wedding

We all had our own rooms which were open onto a large living room/diningroom/kitchen area.

In the morning, when we were all just getting up for our coffee and aspirin, our two friends Meg and Dy (a couple) come out of their room covered in blood. All over their faces, clothes and visible body parts. Apparently, someone had a visitor in the night, and with no mirror in the room and hung over, they hadn’t noticed this until they were out in the common area.

No one knew what to say and we’ve never brought it up.

How embarrassing!!!

…visitor in the night…

If it was Aunt Flo, I’m gonna run right out of this thread!

One in the same, and apparently, it was a surprise visit and they hadn’t stocked the fridge OR fluffed the pillows.

Anahita I prefer to think that the ‘vistitor’ was a nose bleed.

I also think that troub is probably right- the guy was just washing his unit or inspecting it in the better lighting over the sink. Maybe he’s just a clean freak and not a pervert. Check out his desk.

One bathroom WTF I recall was at a party. A bunch of us girls went into the bathroom (how come men don’t pee together?) to use the toilet, primp, chit chat, etc. which I find all normal. But as we getting ready to leave, one girl takes the hostess’ hairbrush, lifts up her skirt, whips down her undies, and gives her puss a few quick swipes with the hairbrush! I look at her like, WTF are you doing? “Don’t worry”, she says, “we’re friends.”