My kidneys hate me.
I mean, it’s bad enough that they wake me every day about thirty five minutes before the alarm goes off (So I can’t go back to sleep meaningfully) but they have this annoying habit- always have, really, of filling my bladder to capacity the very moment my hands are covered in grease and i’m knee deep in some clusterfuck. Then I have to dance while I try to get my hands clean enough to touch my pecker, and the water is invariably cold.
THe water I’m washing my hands with, not the water in the toilet, by the way.
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I have a greeaaaaaate time with Lasix. It’s a blast, so to speak.
For a moment there, Jeffro, I had you pegged for a spambot!!
Water in the toilet? I haven’t washed up there for a time.
Try covered in grease and number two fires and the closest building is an outhouse. Only available water is a rain barrel clear up by the house.
Ever seen black grass? Now you know.
Paul: btdt.
Buncha pussies. Mexican cooks don’t even wear gloves when they’re dicing up the jalepenos.
On that note: Sunday Gospel is up.
Hot spicy is not the point, but then, it’s guy thing, you wouldn’t get it. All you have to do is drop trou and squat.
Well, let’s just say it’s the same sort of dilemma for a guy who is cooking up Mexican food. But that dang pepper oil just loves to cling to anything it touches!
That’s not the point. The point is, having to go at the most inopportune time and not wanting to grease up your pecker, or coat it with brake dust, or get metal shavings on it, or do it other harm, as there is someone else who is occasionally interested in it’s condition.
Re. the 35 minute wake up call, try
to avoid the voiding at bedtime. Then
the wake-up comes at 1 or 2 a.m., giving
plenty of time to return to dreamland.
Dont know. I might give Joan points on similarity. I would not want pepper juice on it either. It would definitely count towards the urge at the wrong time.
What gets me is the frequency urges occur when I am twenty feet in the air and a deer is heading down the other side of the valley. Belly is growling like a mean old bear and I smell like a skunk with the preliminary movements.
Wonder if the indians had similar troubles.
Don: I’ve tried it both ways, it doesn’t seem to make any difference.
Og, pop along to your PCP and get your prostate checked pronto.
I have my TSA or whatever it is checked all the time. This has been like this since I was 19.