Pissing in a bottle...

[Woody SUFC]

Oh dear...i fear i have had one too many tonight. I got home after going round a mates and coming back slightly intoxicated and started to watch MOTD i then needed a piss but was waiting to see Dudek [censored] it up again so i got a empty drinks bottle and pissed in it...the force ment i spilt it all over the room, the floor, the wall, the door and worst of all...my eye.

 

So i clean it up with a mop and some dirty water leaving some brownish water all over the room...then my dad came down stairs and i...blaimed it on the cat <img src="/forum/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

 

One day i shall look back on this day with great delight...at the moment i wish it was all a drea,

[Matt]

Nice one Woody ! Need something to have a giggle at while I sit here struggling with my essay !

[Woody SUFC]

that happended an hour ago...my dad is still in the room...The cat has come in and is sniffing it...Argh!!

[Matt]

It's still not cleaned up?!? <img src="/forum/images/graemlins/roflmao.gif" alt="" />

[Woody SUFC]

i must of missed a bit!

[mala_D]

Excellent story!

 

If we're talking about Pissing stories...

 

A pal of mine sleepwalks, and one night stayed over someone's house after being on the beer.

 

In the morning, over breakfast, the Mother of the house was very off-hand with my mate....so he asked if he had done something wrong.

 

She said she found him [at 3am] completely starkers at the top of her stairs, legs and arms wide apart [in a star shape], "letting his water run free". After he p'd he walked back into the bedroom as if nothing happened.

She was up for the remainder of the night cleaning the stair carpet.

 

I think he sent a bouquet of flowers round, with the promise never to stay the night again.

 

Could have been worse though. He used to walk into his own parents' bedroom, open up a bedside drawer, and p into that!

[Mark (Flag) Braintree]

Woody,

 

Police bought out a song, "Message in a bottle" I am sure they didn't mean "Pissing in a bottle" <img src="/forum/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

[Big J R]

Mate of ours stayed with his boss overnight in his swish house in the Stockbroker belt near Guildford.

 

Boss took him out and pored copious quantaties of alcohol down his throat.

 

In the middle of the night, nature called. Being unable to remember where the bathroom/toilet was, and discovering the house was air-conditioned and the windows sealed, he found a large bowl sitting on the the windowsill in his bedroom, so opted to use that and empty it, first thing in the morning.

 

On rising at daybreak, he discovered he'd p1ssed into a large bowl of what had at one time been pot pourri !!

[mala_D]

Could have been worse......

 

Could have been Poo Pourri !

[Big J R]

Step up the dose of tablets, Mala !!