dribbles
Tammi posted the face in the mirror and said “There is nothing satisfying or easy about getting old(er). I don’t care what anyone says“.
One of the annoying things about getting older is my need to empty my bladder, which the time between the actual purgings is not as long as it was 10 years ago. To give you an example when making a trip from Tulsa to Houston I would stop in Ennis, and fill one tank and then empty the other, which was about 4 hours from the last flushing before departing on my voyage.
Now when I travel I have to watch my intake of fluids, as I can’t go as long between flushings as I did before. An now to the other annoying thing that is now plaguing me, which is the “dribbles”. Now for you that don’t understand what “dribbles” are, it is when you feel empty and then do the little shake to remove any remaining liquid from the disposal device and upon replacing the disposal device back in it’s place, it for some unknown reason decides to keep on expelling liquid dribbles that you thought was no longer there.
Now I know this does not seem to be a huge problem as I am sure it has happened to almost anyone at any time but it gets a little aggravating when it leaves yellowish round stains on the jockeys. which is almost as bad as skid marks.
September 6, 2006
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Ah, the dreaded pee-track.
I knew a female co-worker at the Great Salt Mine headquarters whose office window gave her a view of the men’s room door. She used to laugh at all the guys who would leave the men’s room and check themselves for the Dreaded Pee-Track on the way out the door…
Dude, I understand. Just remember this… Never trust a fart…
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