 October.
Let's see, what does October really mean? Well for starters to Germans
October is beer month. To be fair that's true for Canadians too.
Oh heck, let's bundle up the Americans in there as well. Dang, now
I'm lost. Well since I'm really off track let me share with you
a thought that I had. The other day as I was standing at the urinal, fondly remembering the many pucks that once graced the men's washroom, I found myself looking down. From out of nowhere I was struck by the thought that men are truly blessed. Things could have really gone wrong for us in the design department. Not that the basic floor model (as if it reaches that far) is much to wave around, but it really could have been worse. I found myself thinking that we could have that cow's udder thing instead. Wouldn't that be a treat. Can you imagine having to go pee, and having to dig out not one, but five or six weenie doodads, and not knowing which one was going to squirt? If you'll allow me to paraphrase Conrad "The horror! The horror!" Not a pretty picture - we've only got two hands, how would you choose which one to hold It'd be like Russian roulette, ack I don't even want to think about it, but I can't help myself (the whole notion is udderly preposterous). Even scarier, I have an idea as to what would become of all those milking machines. Now that would be a scary urinal. Hook up and go. On a more positive note it would most likely eliminate the one thing there's no cure for: P.U.D. Yes, the dreaded Post Urinal Drip. So maybe life wouldn't be so bad. You'd never have one of those embarrassing quarter sized marks again. Oh man, I'm quitting while I still can. Jevster
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