A MAN has been asked if he is having a good night in the totally appropriate environment of a piss-soaked club urinal.
Tom Booker had been looking forward to a quiet and relaxing leak, but was forced to form sentences with his penis in hand after being asked if he was enjoying his evening out.
Booker said: “Blokes are usually stoic creatures who never inquire into each other’s wellbeing. All that apparently changes though when we retire to the deodorant-scented troughs of a nightclub toilet.
“Just as I was starting to relax my urethral canal, some random guy next to me piped up and enquired about the status of my night so far. I would have preferred they were a sexy lady and we were on the dance floor, but I’ll take what I can get.
“I was so flustered I opened up my soul as well as my bladder. I touched on my troubles at work, my distant relationship with my parents, and even my childhood. I kept talking long after the flow of piss had stopped. We were there for a good ten minutes before I thought to put my cock away.”
Fellow urinal user Wayne Hayes said: “It was a rhetorical question but I didn’t want to interrupt him. This was clearly the highlight of the sad bastard’s evening.”