Look what Pisser led me to!
Yesterday I was daydreaming about Pissed Kitty. For no reason other than sometimes I just wanna grab her butt and buy her a margarita bigger than her head and talk about tampons.
I loves me some Pisser. But for some reason, my twisted brain wants to say her name like “piss-wah”, like some sort of Frenchy thing.
Piss-Wah!
Then it occurred to me…I think that IS a word! A Frenchy word!
So I went to Google and keyed in “pissoir”, which I thought would be the actual French spelling. (My second grade teacher taught is French, oui, and I can say such things as “the girl puts the doll to bed”, and “the boy goes to school in winter”, neither of which is easy to incorporate in a sentence when you’re a grownup in Montreal, and neither of which I can spell..."la filla...fila?...couche?...coucha? aw fuck".)
This link came up.
I can’t stop looking at it.
So, let’s say you’re in an art gallery and you really have to pee. You do your bidness, and come out to folks APPLAUDING you for your creativity.
‘Cause the urinals are like pee chalkboards.
Dammit.
Why didn’t I think of this?
Maybe Pisser would go with me and we could pee like guys.
(I will have to try the female ‘spread your labia and pee’ trick, that would come in handy if I every go camping again.)
posted by Mona Buonanotte @ 12:46 PM
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Funny you should mention it, someone at work (because we're oh-so-appropriate) was telling me his friend could do that "trick". I don't know if I want to know that or not-!
Dig the art "installation", though. I feel all Andy Warhol 'n shit. :)
I'm not good at aiming. I'm more of a "pee-down-my-leg" kinda chick.
Squeeze my lemon...'til the juice runs down my leg.
Ew, is that what he meant?!
mona - look at that pissoir site again - they have a "feminine aim aide" at the bottom! Just think of it - dry legs, and the ability to write your name and shoot your neighbor's dog in the eye (or whatever that was you said - ha)
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