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Thursday 4 October 2007 | 6 cookies in the jar

Okay, this is weird. Or maybe it’s cool. I’m not at all sure which.

6 cookies in the jar

  1. mandarin said on Thursday 4 Oct 2007 at 11.21 pm:

    I think it’s fantastic and will be trying it in the next ten minutes. LOVE!

  2. unnarrator said on Friday 5 Oct 2007 at 11.35 am:

    Oh well now you *would*…! I may try it in the shower but I’m not going to besmirch and defile the whole bathroom while I’m mastering (ar ar ar) this particular skill. And maybe I’d rather just keep peeing sitting down and learn something else, like, I don’t know, how to read German or raise orchids….though it would be awfully handy in skanky public stalls.

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    hannah (wouldn't it just be easier to write "name"?) said on Friday 5 Oct 2007 at 12.43 pm:

    It’s weird. I fail to see how you even thought that peeing standing up would be cool.

  4. unnarrator said on Friday 5 Oct 2007 at 1.01 pm:

    See “skanky stalls,” above…! :o)

  5. brew ho said on Tuesday 9 Oct 2007 at 8.48 pm:

    It figures that women are about to master peeing standing up, when men haven’t even got it figured out yet.

  6. flip said on Saturday 13 Oct 2007 at 7.31 am:

    Had always wondered precisely how it was done, and am pleased my general intution of the matter is confirmed by multiple sources. Kudos to those who manage the operation without peeling layers. I once told a partner who was unduly shy about her private parts (they were very beautiful–thick, full and red, and magnificently framed by a dense, lush block of wavy brown hair) that I have long considered the vulva a quasi-mystical object, a window to the other side of the universe. You mean, where we all were when we were stars? She asked. Exactly was my reply. All this in the context of that inescapably comic social situation created when one person’s face is in direct and near-continuous contact with another person’s genitals.


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