K8 the GR8

Robert’s on the ball!

My question to him (see last post) was answered with a very good question in turn.

He said that if he was a woman, he’d hang around in the jacks to find out why us girlies tend to pee in pairs.  Well, dude, there’s no need. 

Here are a few of the many good reasons why ladies double up in the bog department;

1. Leaving the table in pairs gives us a chance to bitch/laugh/gossip/gush about the poor sod that’s left minding the drinks.

2. Standing in the ladie’s queues alone and watching other women preen is quite boring.

3. Standing in front of a mirror re-applying our war-paint is much more fun if there’s someone else there you can scab stuff from.

4. It’s nice to have someone applaud you for not getting the seat wet.

5. It’s handy if you suddenly find there’s no bogroll and you need some fast.

6. Sanitary towel packaging is not subtle.  Sometimes it’s handy to have a girlfriend cough during the ripping stages.

7. The locks on ladie’s cubicle doors can let you down - if there are any at all - and a guard can come in handy.

8. Being with a fellow lady while she pees can be quite bonding.  Think of a piss-partner on a camping trip, you know, someone to stand spread-eagled in front of you for the benefit of hikers.  Conversation is quite often at its best in these moments.  Some ladies even hover over the seat in pub toilets which can be quare’n entertaining after a few beers.  It’d remind you of a dog trying to have a dump on the deck of a ship on rough seas!

9. It’s good to have someone you trust walk behind you on your way back from the jax, to look out for labels showing/v.p.l./toilet paper stuck to shoe etc…

10. Crossing a large room can make a girl self conscious sometimes.  It helps to have someone walk with you and give you a good excuse to smile.

What do you reckon, girls… have I forgotten any more good reasons, or am I divulging a major secret here for which I should be hanged?

I got tagged again!  This is so great… I’ve a wicked cold at the moment, the kind where independant thought gets stuck up to its waist in brain sludge, which then oozes out of every available orifice.  Fuzzy brain, fuzzy hearing, double vision, extremeties turning black and falling off - it’s a real bacteria fest up in Kateland.

So I’m only too delighted to take up the meme.  The only problem is that it’s prompted by TJ, a new blog buddy over at Better Living Through Chemistry who didn’t know that I’d done this meme before (Nasty habits and hairy knuckles), so I’m going to take the liberty of changing the meme a little bit.

My new adjusted meme is:

‘Three things you would do if you could change sexes for the day’

1. Stay in my room for 5 hours and play with myself.

2. Track down and beat up that handful of blokes that screwed me over, broke my heart or were just too plain weird to be of any use to mankind.

3. Go out and kiss as many aesthetically challenged (how’s that for political correctness?!) or geeky girls as I could, just to brighten their confidence.

In proper spirit, I’m passing my new meme on because I’m nice like that.

Back at ya TJ! *evil laugh*

Sweetnam - you have your fair share of female hormones as you approach the huge adventure that is fatherhood… how would you fare as a lass for a day?

Brian, because you’re a confusing entity… you’re all about the ammo, yet you can cook and sew too.  I bet you could even multitask if the going got tough enough.  What would you do if you had a fine pair for a day?

By all means, if anyone else wants to take this up, please go right ahead!  I wanted to tag more of you, but in the interest of simplicity and not wanting rotten eggs thrown at me, I kept it to just three.  The only rules attatched to this meme depend on the limits of your imagination.