The art of pissing
My mate Dare (he is universally known by his surname) used to have a peculiarity that surfaced when he had drunk over and above his "self control" level.

He would piss.

Wherever.

He had a track record of doing this:

* In the corner of some bird's lounge in front of a group of people.

* By, not in, by, my kitchen sink in front of my mother who was convinced that he was "on drugs".

* In our next door neighbours' porch. They didn't like us much, I'm glad they didn't look out of their window and spot me dragging him down their garden path by his collar whilst he was still pissing.

* His moment of glory, the piss de resistance, came when he got himself barred from London's Slimelight club for standing at the top of the stairs (inside the club) and pissing down the stairs onto whoever happened to be in his line of piss-vision.

Can't take him anywhere.
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Thu 9 Apr 2009, 11:41, 8 replies)

Bloody hell!!!
You really, really, really cant take him anywhere!!!
(Errin C, Thu 9 Apr 2009, 12:50, closed)

You got a vote
for 'piss de resistance'.
(robbersdog, Thu 9 Apr 2009, 12:50, closed)

Likewise
*clicks*
(annexed, Thu 9 Apr 2009, 13:16, closed)

Cheers
though I nicked that line from Porridge.
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Thu 9 Apr 2009, 13:20, closed)

porridge can't blame you for nicking stuff
click
(aeriph, Fri 10 Apr 2009, 9:21, closed)

indeed.
nicked or not, it's a good'un
(cheez is feeling ergophobic, Thu 9 Apr 2009, 13:27, closed)

'piss de resistance'
Brilliant.
And getting barred from the Slimelight...
(Bear Pookie The Frankly Challenged. Halloween is coming to town., Thu 9 Apr 2009, 14:22, closed)

i honestly didnt think that was possible

( Azra3l Lubrication Persuasion and Brute Force ™, Fri 10 Apr 2009, 4:18, closed)