A few years ago one of my older mates who was due to retire was ragging my arse about something.
So I got hold of a syringe and filled it with water. Every time he leant over a desk to write something a little gap would appear in his trouser pocket and I would squirt this water in to this. The water used to take a few seconds to get to his skin and he would scurry off to the toilet. I done this about ten times.
A few months later we were out drinking and he confided in me that he was going in to hospital for a check on his prostrate as he was pissing himself! I thought 'shit' I can't tell him because he would go ape shit, so I said nothing.
He never mentioned any thing ever again so I left it at that.
So I'm sorry Bobby and I hope your prostrates ok?
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