I was just in the toilet. When I go to the toilet, I tend to lock the door behind me, for when I go to the toilet in work I tend to use the disabled toilet, for when I go to the toilet at work I tend to like to sit around playing games on my phone occasionally just waste time, and when I’m on the toilet at work tending to sit around playing games on my phone occasionally just waste time, I tend to like to do it in a room that has more space than your average toilet cubical, and I also tend to like to use a room that has a drop down handle, as I’m mildly concerned that I might break my back on the toilet one day, and need to use the handle to help me up. I also tend to use the disabled toilet at work because when you reach for the toilet roll, your hand tends to graze the alarm, thus adding an extra layer of danger to the already mildly dangerous experience of using the disabled toilet whilst not being disabled, despite the fact that it tends to be frowned upon. Other reasons for enjoying the disabled toilet include the fact that it is situated roughly 7 metres closer to my desk, and when there are people in the kitchen, you can hear them talking, so I can only assume, that when I produce a grade 8 power poop, they can hear me right back. However, none of this paragraph has anything to do with my new tactic, except for the fact that I just went for a wee wee.
Today, due to the fact that I’m running low on clean boxers, I took a hit for my own laziness, and wore the rather peculiarly designed boxers that I acquired from some unknown donor, that have an unfathomable abandonment of I willyhole. Until now, I’d often had to undo my flys on my jeans or other flyed lower garments, and reached up thus pulling the boxers down over my willy. This is as I’m sure anyone who has ever tried this technique, rather restricting, and due to the elasticity of the waist, can encourage restriction of the urethra, or sprayed wee wee. I’ve now discovered a new tactic for doing a wee wee whilst wearing these boxers, that will also provide swift enough access to a wee weeing position to allow me to do a wee wee whilst at a pub urinal per se. I’ve discovered that id I reach up my right leg, I can immediately gain access to my lower shaft, and enjoy an unimpeded wee wee!
This is my new tactic for making anyone who has read this far once again, ponder not only me stood cock in hand whilst urinating, but also why I would want to waste my afternoon talking about myself standing cock in hand whilst urinating out of the right leg hole of my un-ergonomically designed boxers.
So I ask you, what new tactics have you developed recently? I’ve also worked on my leg break, and off cutters, but that’s not for here.