Of Nancy.
Nancy is an acquaintance of mine. Standing at five foot nothing in her bare feet, long red hair and a cracking set of norks, she looks pretty great on paper.

However, the reality is not as nice. She frequently drinks too much. Many people who drink too much will throw up then crawl into bed.

Not Nance.

One evening, she came over unannounced. We had a few drinks, a few smokes and a pretty reasonable evening. I eventually fell asleep on the couch; Nancy passed out on the armchair opposite.

Around 4am I was woken by an sound. Running water. I looked opposite to see her, swaying with her eyes open. She looked catatonic- a face straight out of a George A. Romero movie.

And from between her legs dribbled a stream of piss, off the armchair cushion and into her shoe.

Naturally, I did the reasonable thing.

I quietly left the room and went to bed.

When I woke up the next morning, she was still sitting in the chair. According to her friends, that was far from an isolated incident.
(Generator cannot be named for legal reasons, Sun 14 Oct 2007, 19:14, Reply)