I think I just drank a little bit of pee. It was disgusting.
That's nothing. Back in the day, our only source of hydration was our own pee and our only source of nutrition was other people's feces. And not the good, hard kind either. That was reserved for the "upper class". We got the soft stuff.
I still remember the horrible images burned into my head when many years ago someone here, said to image search the term "**** notre dame" with safe search off.
My house is really cold and I'm in my boxers and a t-shirt so I'm shaking a lot. I tried to hold the pee in until I warmed up but it was not to be, so I got up and walked into the bathroom. I'm still shaking, so much that I'm not able to get my johnny through the hole in my boxers so I am forced to pull down my pants like a kindergardner. I'm shaking too much to hold my shirt above my willy so I take it off too. Now I'm in the bathroom butt-naked ad I'm shaking like a schizophrenic and I grab my wang to start doing my business. I'm shaking so much that I can't hold my snake still and I end up getting some urine on my right hand. Normally that would be fine, I would just go wash it off. But no, I happened to get extremely thirsty while seeing the toilet flush. There wasn't any cups in the bathroom so without thinking I use my hands. It just so happens that some of the pee had dripped down to the bottom of my hand, which was right where I placed my mouth to start sipping up the water. I still haven't been able to get the taste out of my mouth.
For those wondering, it tastes just like it smells.
That reminds me that some guys in my woodshop class in HS once peed in the teachers coffee and he drank it. He could tell it had been tampered with, and he also could tell what the tampering device was.
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That reminds me that some guys in my woodshop class in HS once peed in the teachers coffee and he drank it. He could tell it had been tampered with, and he also could tell what the tampering device was.
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