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Did you ever stop there again?

Do you ever use this skill to piss on things you couldn’t aim for in a squat?

Either really. If you can see the seams and they’re not sealed there’s a good chance piss could run through there. Probably not much though if it’s a tight seam.

I LOVE that you casually pushed a little harder so you could arc your stream a little bit to land on his left foot. Did you just have a strong sense you’d get away with it? How did it feel? Also who finished first and how did you part ways?

It’s either porcelain or ceramic tile, or some kind of vinyl rolled and printed to look and feel kind of like tile. It’s waterproof but the edges might have tiny cracks where piss could run into the subfloor or ceiling or into walls below. Take a look, or piss on a floor outside your home

A couple times I’ve been walked in on. In college I had been up all night in one of the academic buildings working on a paper. Around almost eight or so when the first classes were starting I walked into a bathroom and started to piss. I thought I’d locked the door but then it the latch opened and the door swung wide. I looked over and all I saw was a girl’s butt in tight jeans fleeing the scene A few years later I was working at a store and we had a new co-worker, Minja, who opened the bathroom door while I was mid piss. Later she was apologizing to me and saying “I didn’t see anything

I’ve pissed in washing machines at parties, hampers full of clothes, closets, sinks, basements, in a doll house. A wild party means everyone is acting out and misbehaving so if people discover it there’s no telling who did it, and if you’re actually caught you’ll probably be fine unless it’s a close friend of the host

I think part of this is definitely that some years ago this was easier to get away with. You might’ve bought your ticket in cash and never showed your ID. There were far fewer cameras and no digital recording or facial recognition

I 100% agree. She pissed allover the floor and dropped her toilet paper because she wanted to. A lot of women have told me women’s rooms are often messier than men’s room and there’s often piss on seats and the floor. Are there just a lot of women who piss this way for fun?

Naughty pissing is risky around a partner who doesn’t approve naughty pissing. Nice job. Next time you could just warn him like, “Watch out, someone left a big puddle of piss in there.”

Walking that line between exactly where it is and isn’t ok to piss opens so many opportunities to piss in pretty bold and inappropriate places where you’ll almost always get away with it

A man or a woman standing to piss from beside the black ledge, hitting low to the ground but splashing the wall lightly. The piss ran to the side away from them and then downhill.

That’s hot. What kind of government building was it? Fancy or shabby, bustling or deserted? Who was your friend? Is there a good story to share?

You guys, it’s not Dante. It’s not even in terza rima. It’s fan fiction.

That’s lot of piss from lots of people, men and women both.

One winter night in high school I was in a hot tub with a few friends. Our host was a friend of a friend, a girl named Sam. The hot tub was on the very edge of a large deck. About 10 minutes after we got in Sam announced she had to pee and simultaneously climbed over the rim, found purchase for her toes on a tiny ledge, crouched below the rim and started pissing into the snow below. I didn’t see her hands go below the rim so she must have been pissing straight through her bikini. She stared at us all and asked what we were all so shocked about.

I remember when I was very young the two boys who lived next door used to piss everywhere in the yard. My mom was always complaining about how bad they were and how bad their mother must be. One afternoon I drank an entire can of Orange Crush that someone had left in the fridge. We did usually have soda in the house so it was a lucky find. I went out front and found a section of the yard you couldn’t see from the house and pissed in the bushes and felt like a king. I’m not entirely sure how I decided you couldn’t see it from the house but I was definitely facing our street and not particularly

I’ve hiked with an outdoorsy girl who said ew whenever she saw or smelled piss in the city, but she was casual about pissing in a more natural setting and in no way shy about letting rip in the city if things really came down to that after hours of drinking.

I love that you started indoors somewhere this time.

This morning I woke up, put on joggers and a winter coat, went for a walk. I smoked a joint for a few blocks and getting thirst, I stopped in a deli and picked up a bottle of water and drank it over the next few blocks. By then I was in a complex of parks and recreation areas. It was cloudy and in the 40s so there were relatively few people around. I stopped and pissed in a bend on the stone staircase leading up the hill from some soccer fields to an old reservoir loop trail. My morning piss darkened the rough gray stone and ran all the way down to the next landing. I’m sure someone else wande

This is some fun Dante fan fiction, but you won’t find anything like that anywhere in Inferno.

Did you ever see her again? The fact that she was so dead casual about it strongly suggests this was a regular habit of hers.

I had a friend in grad school named Cat. She was a senior and an artist and had a strong confident individualist streak. Once we were walking back to campus from a cafe in a nearby park. The walk wasn’t more than a few blocks, through a rather rich neighborhood and through some church parking lot. As soon as we were about a block from the cafe I said Damn, I really have to piss. I’m not actually sure why I said it so suddenly and so boldly, but I immediately felt an energy. Go ahead and pee in the hedge, she said like it was the most obvious idea in the world. My heart started thumping like cr

Did you tell your bartender friend you did this? When she admitted she habitually pissed behind the bar would have been the perfect opportunity to tell her you pissed against the front of the bar.

These stories are great. You must have asked for lots of details