Not in a toilet but...
Out on the piss with a few mates in my tender years we headed off to one of the lads house in Strensall from the center of York. En route one by one we all needed to pump ship and stopped the car in the middle of a long straight piece of road to do the business. It was dark. Very dark.

For those of you who don't know York (and I hope for the sake of your sanity that's most of you) the area between Strensall and York is largely taken up by an army range and training ground. Picture the scene. A car stopped at the side of the road. Four pissed blokes unzipping jeans on the verge. A normal sight indeed. Before our eyes adjusted to the dark half a dozen bushes rose from the undergrowth and a posh voice called out, "If you piss on me I'll fucking shoot you".

I was the only one who got back in the car, my three mates having set off at a dead sprint up the road, one peeing himself as he ran!

We were almost a mile up the road before we caught them.

The funny thing is that every time I see the TA ads on telly where they are all dressed up pretending to be soldiers in camo gear, I want to go to the toilet.

Happy days indeed.
(Mediaslut, Wed 7 Sep 2005, 12:24, Reply)