Thursday, March 11, 2004
What the hell is a hose pipe? Or a scupper for that matter? |3:31 AM| Recently I was forced to start singing sea shanties. You see, I had just gotten home from work and one of the most important things to do at that point is answering the call of nature. It all lines up, the urination schedule I mean. Anyhow I had just locked the bathroom door and unzipped when my roommate and a friend of hers went into the kitchen and began preparing food. From their conversation it was clear they were going to be there a while.
I don't care how natural it is to urinate, or that everyone does it. Few people are going to enjoy the resonating sound of a urine stream into a toilet while they try to make a sandwhich. I could obviously not begin urinating without these two people getting the Dolby Surround Sound effect from all the kitchen and bathroom tiles.
Realizing that the situation was not going to get any less ridiculous, and my need to urinate increasing, I began belting out verses of a famous sea shanty.
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE DRUNKEN SAILOR? WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE DRUNKEN SAILOR?
If take an odd or akward situation to an illogical extreme, it simply becomes absurd. I think it's the better way to live.
What the hell is a hose pipe? Or a scupper for that matter? |3:31 AM| Recently I was forced to start singing sea shanties. You see, I had just gotten home from work and one of the most important things to do at that point is answering the call of nature. It all lines up, the urination schedule I mean. Anyhow I had just locked the bathroom door and unzipped when my roommate and a friend of hers went into the kitchen and began preparing food. From their conversation it was clear they were going to be there a while.
I don't care how natural it is to urinate, or that everyone does it. Few people are going to enjoy the resonating sound of a urine stream into a toilet while they try to make a sandwhich. I could obviously not begin urinating without these two people getting the Dolby Surround Sound effect from all the kitchen and bathroom tiles.
Realizing that the situation was not going to get any less ridiculous, and my need to urinate increasing, I began belting out verses of a famous sea shanty.
WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE DRUNKEN SAILOR? WHAT SHALL WE DO WITH THE DRUNKEN SAILOR?
If take an odd or akward situation to an illogical extreme, it simply becomes absurd. I think it's the better way to live.
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