I pissed on a ghost once.
Hong Kong has a lot of ghosts - a lot of British and Canadian soldiers were tortured and killed here - my old secondary school's field is built upon an old internment camp for POWs. There was a lot of fierce fighting, especially in the new territories and Kowloon.

In any case - I once went on one of these hikey things with a couple of friends once in the new territories - up Tai Mo Shan, down Tai Mo Shan and camping out in tents up there. Fun.

On the walk up - we were all chatting about this, that and the other, what we thought of the new Doctor Who, whether or not HK was worse than San Francisco etc etc.

Then we somehow got onto the topic of the second world war, and how we pretty much got pwnt during it.

And then we moved onto other things. We eventually made camp - and we were fucking bushed so we pretty much went straight off to sleep after some dinner.

I woke up at some time late and very dark, desperately needing a slash - so desperate in fact - that I forgot my torch and couldn't find the public lavvy - so I went off in what I thought was abut the right direction - only to find a large bush.

Which was when I decided that I needed to piss NOW - so I undid my fly and let loose into he bush - only to hear the unique sound of urine hitting leather - I was pissing on my boots. I only had enough time to realize that I wasn't wearing any boots when the bush swore very loudly in a Canadian accent.

I fucked off quickly, I can tell you - all the way back to the tent and into the sleeping bag.

Early the next morning I told the others what had transpired the night before - and we all agreed that we should go back and apologize to the Canadian hiker.

Only there wasn't any Canadian hikers. No hikers at all in fact - the bush I had pissed on was there - but on the edge of the clearing - and there was no evidence of anyone else being there during the night - only my footprints in the ground - and we had been the only people camping in that particular clearing.

The fright of having been shouted at by a long dead Commonwealth soldier in the night was offset by the fact that I had taken a piss on the ghost of a Winnipeg Grenadier.

I mean honestly - how often do you hear that?
(DarkLite swallowed my entire undercarriage, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 13:23, 2 replies)

The canadian simply buggered off right after you pissed on him
duhhh.
no ghost
(Freddles, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 13:57, closed)

Hey!
So it was you who pissed on my boots eh?
( SteamedCleaner, Sun 6 Jul 2008, 19:10, closed)