Drink Your Piss?

Hi folks,

In case you think that the East Village has changed, it hasn't.

It's still the same old dive. Thank God.

Last night, I stopped by my local bar, around midnight, and with the two beers from the last bar went straight to the men's room.

A guy followed me to the urinal, and as I whipped it out, he asked me "Drink Your Piss?"

"No, thank you", I replied, always the good Catholic school boy.

He had a cup with him. I didn't know, that if I had said yes, if he would have wanted me to piss directly into the cup, or if he was going to get it straight from the tap.

Anyway, the thought of the cup consumed me and I couldn't pee, dammit.

I zipped up and walked away from the urinal, while he watched, leaving the both of us feeling a little frustrated.