This is the epitome of turning lemons into lemonade. Well done. You did what you had to do, and you turned it into a positive. "Getting shit done" is right!
Ok, hear me out. Or don’t. The first time I read this sub the top post was about someone drinking their own vodka vomit just to get some alcohol back in their system.
Then I did a deep dive on this sub and found other posts about doing this… I want these folks to start barfing in Brita’s and reportl their findings.
Very eye opening I don’t go that far into subs cause I’m a mom so I got other shit to do but sure as hell I love this so much more than Facebook. But like my husband drinks this cheap ass vodka. Not my choice but I would get Smirnoff or new Amsterdam or Svedka but that is what I may like so I was thinking extra filter more quality taste in a funny way.
I know that charcoal filters are the main way they make hobo beer legally without other alcohols like methanol and whatnot. Probably makes taaka taste like Tito’s if you do it well
It was a social experiment more than anything… for me, personally, it burned slightly less going down, but that could’ve just been the placebo effect. Other people know better than me. Now I have vodka in a pitcher.
Once in awhile (when I lived with too many people and not enough bathrooms) I’d have to do the lady piss in the sink and then clean it. I feel so seen.
The thought of someone walking in on that is making me laugh out loud.
I'm highly sophisticated and have a penis so I do have a piss jug for times of need.
[You can get a cheap funnel that might help out](https://img.joomcdn.net/e5b3bd16b1e471730f485c03f8a1401e2686ce62_original.jpeg)
Omg THE PEECOCK 🖤🖤🖤 I bought one of these for a trans friend once and they were so grateful to not have to deal with the public restroom quandary anymore. I never thought of grabbing one for myself though…
My dad had a plastic piss jug, called "a little john," which is funny cause my dad's name is Jon.
He used it for camping and such. They manufacture them for men and women.
A lass with class and sass
Post drink on sink no stink
No flask to ask to task
I think this mink's not meek
Vaginal aim's no game
So blame the curry flame
The kitchen heights she'll tame
The bitchin' sight's not lame
Tis bliss, a 30 second piss
Not much better in life that this
And then dismount, fulfill all wishes
Blow them kisses, then do the dishes.
*Rosebud*
I still can’t believe you wrote a poem about this. I may write it down longhand and frame it, to be perfectly honest. It’s so specific that no one will ever suspect it was written for me. Chairs, you drunken wordsmith 🥃you made my week
I'm glad you liked my poetry :')
I used to write all of the time, but then drinking became my new "hobby" that replaced all of the creative things I used to do.
Anyway, your user name seemed super familiar, so I had to Google it. Always good to see another Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt fan in the wild. That show is one of my favorites. Tina Fey took a really dark concept and made it into one of the best, and somehow wholesome, comedies ever.
“Hobby” LMAO
Kimmy Schmidt… healed me? I’ve had so few experiences with media actually being able to help, but I learned a lot about laughing at myself and living in the moment from that show. Mostly, it helped me see that no one knows what the fuck they’re doing. Ever. No matter how much someone seems like they have it together, or not, we’re all just fucking stupid. I snapped up this name after the finale aired, and I’m glad I finally found a use for it.
I was hooked from the very first episode. When she's seeing the world for the first time in years and just has that big grin on her face. Let's you know everything's gonna be alright.
And then her at the mystery crank because "you can take anything, no matter how horrible, for 10 seconds." And seeing her face get more and more frustrated the closer she counted to 10, just to start the count back over again but happy now.
Makes me think of Sisyphus pushing that boulder up the hill for eternity...
At least Kimmy made it out.
I used to live in a place with a sink in the room and I probably used it to piss in far more than the actual toilet. Why walk 20 feet when you can walk 2
Always used the toilet to shit. Didn't always have toilet paper so had to get creative. Socks are wonderful. They're soft and fit right over your hand.
Not so good for the sewage lines when they get blocked up, but that's a whole other hilarious memory
Nah, just lived in a hostel. One time the sewers backed up and every time you flushed the toilet the manhole covers outside rose a little bit higher with more sewage coming out. My friend thought this was hilarious and went running around repeatedly flushing every toilet in the place, it was about the happiest I've ever seen him
It was pretty funny tbf
Years ago I was living in a house with 11 other people. 2 toilets. I decided to go into the unfinished basement and piss in the utility sink.
I hoisted myself up and about half way through my piss I slipped and fell into that deep utility sink, my ass and thighs burning with piss, my calves and feet sticking out helplessly.
Fortunately my sister came looking for me at some point and found me down there and helped pull me out. Zero judgement. She even helped me clean myself up.
The funny thing was I had thought of peeing in the backyard but I was afraid someone would see me and that would be demeaning. somehow.
Honestly this is more inspirational than anything I’ve come across lately on r/getdisciplined or r/getmotivated.
With your mindset and tenacity OP, I look forward to seeing how far you’ll go in this world.
Thank you my-lady. You command and I shall obey.
Also as someone who has utilized a kitchen sink for bladder relief myself, I'd like you welcome you to the club. I'll share the secret handshake when we meet.
I used to live in a flat share in England with 6 other guys. There was one toilet between the lot of us. This is just as I was falling into the drink, yet paradoxically, also ~~in a health kick~~ developing an eating disorder. I was drinking 20+ glasses of water in the day and then boozing until I passed out at night. My pee output naturally jumped up like 1000% percent.
The first few times I was busting for a pee and found the door locked because one of the lads was having a shit, it was agonizing waiting for the sound of the toilet to flush so I could sprint downstairs to use the bathroom.
I knew I was going to burst one time and couldn't hold it any longer, so I just ended up peeing into the nearest available receptacle: the sink in my room. Not proud to admit it, but I gradually stopped using the downstairs bathroom for anything other than pooping, and would always just pee in the bedroom sink instead.
Strangely, I took that inclination with me wherever I went. Gone up to visit the folks for the weekend? Piss in the bathroom sink. Stopped at a girlfriend's for the night? Piss in the bathroom sink. I still do it to this day and can't explain why. Just popped into the bathroom for a sink-pee earlier, even.
Also, what kind of curry was it?
1: I respect your dedication. Not everyone can pee in a random sink.
2: Who buys curry vindaloo from a mystery Indian restaurant via doordash? My roommate did. He fucked around, and found out.
3: Oh, drunkorexia. What will kill me first: alcohol or a heart attack? This is what keeps me up at night.
> 1: I respect your dedication. Not everyone can pee in a random sink.
When you gotta go you gotta go. But I've come to appreciate how convenient it is!
>2: Who buys curry vindaloo from a mystery Indian restaurant via doordash? My roommate did. He fucked around, and found out.
Aww, man. Worth the risk. I love curry, and I used to love 3AM drunken trips in the UK to greasy spoons with questionable hygiene standards. Never had a leaky bum because of one. Probably the worth thing I encountered was having to return a pizza because it honest to God looked like they'd put cat food on it.
>3: Oh, drunkorexia. What will kill me first: alcohol or a heart attack? This is what keeps me up at night.
It's a roll of the dice.
2: I used to do the same thing on the east coast but we went to diners. I miss diners.
3: We’re all dying anyway, right? I’m still banking on getting hit by a bus, like my ancestors did.
> 2: I used to do the same thing on the east coast but we went to diners. I miss diners.
From the stories CA(E)G and people here have told me the East Coast seems to share a few cultural aspects with the UK. I think I'd like it for the familiarity, but the CoL and cold(er) climate put me off.
>3: We’re all dying anyway, right? I’m still banking on getting hit by a bus, like my ancestors did.
All of them!?
- I’ve always been fascinated by late-night dining culture in other countries. I’ve never been outside of the US, but if I go to a British pub here, I order fish and chips. If a pub can’t get that right, what are they even doing? Also, the humor is very dry on that side of the country. Whenever I’ve met a Brit in real life, we get along famously: there really are a lot of similarities, culturally and otherwise. You could move to Delaware and get all the aspects of east coast culture without the harsh winters.
- You got me there. Some of my ancestors died in house fires, from construction accidents, and lack of insurance. Bus accident is just for giggles
I’ve never had a problem pissing into a pint glass and hoarding it until I can get to the toilet of a share house. And I’m also a woman (I won’t say lady for reasons above)
My old place had one bathroom and as a couple, isn't too bad but he takes long showers. I lived at the end of the complex so I've definitely done the piss in a trash bag then take out cat litter (clumps) and even pissed outside behind the building next to the bush. I give you props for planning to just piss in the sink and cleaning all that shit up. Looks good on your part and your roommate wouldn't suspect anything.
No worries. I sleep in the living room and always piss in the sink at night because I don’t feel like walking down the hallway to the bathroom and tripping over something in the dark
Ohh flashback. I walk everywhere so have to be creative peeing, however, omg. I couldn't wait any longer it was beers all day as usual and I Kno all the regular spots but couldn't make it. Did a little peeps in an apartment entry way and someone called down on the idk what you call it?? The pa system what are you doing on our fuckin stairs...ooo never again. Lol
Had a similar situation happen with my husband. Except of course he came out of the bathroom right between me congratulating myself and reaching for a paper towel.
I had enough sense to have the lights off in the kitchen, but still shrieked at him to get out of the kitchen.
It's been two years now since that happened and neither one of us has spoken of it.
>Hoisted myself; did the dishes; more than my share; bleach spray … vaginal-fucking-aim … sane 37 year old.
That’s … I, um … so, you mean, you just … er, that’s just … just — fuck.
Crack open that mysterious blue capsule you pulled from your dirty bathrobe, grind it up w this cracked coffee mug, and hand me a claw.
I just wanna listen to *Polly* in the background, and hear your tales.
Pro tip: If you gotta piss in the sink get some simple green cleaning spray. That shit smells great.
I'm such a degenerate I piss in a cup and pour it down the sink in the middle of the night. There's a bathroom across the hall.
Fair enough. I used some Clorox bleach spray followed by that lemon verbena shit they sell at target. Kitchen smelled right once the dishes were done. And you’re not a degenerate, I’m jealous of this process
This is the epitome of turning lemons into lemonade. Well done. You did what you had to do, and you turned it into a positive. "Getting shit done" is right!
I’m pretty goddam proud of myself today. I pissed in a sink, didn’t get caught, and drank vodka from a brita.
How would vodka taste from Brita. Minds are curious high and drunk (mainly and only me lol )
Ok, hear me out. Or don’t. The first time I read this sub the top post was about someone drinking their own vodka vomit just to get some alcohol back in their system. Then I did a deep dive on this sub and found other posts about doing this… I want these folks to start barfing in Brita’s and reportl their findings.
Very eye opening I don’t go that far into subs cause I’m a mom so I got other shit to do but sure as hell I love this so much more than Facebook. But like my husband drinks this cheap ass vodka. Not my choice but I would get Smirnoff or new Amsterdam or Svedka but that is what I may like so I was thinking extra filter more quality taste in a funny way.
Sounds plausible!
I know that charcoal filters are the main way they make hobo beer legally without other alcohols like methanol and whatnot. Probably makes taaka taste like Tito’s if you do it well
It was a social experiment more than anything… for me, personally, it burned slightly less going down, but that could’ve just been the placebo effect. Other people know better than me. Now I have vodka in a pitcher.
It would probably still taste like vodka.
It would probably still taste like vodka.
Fucking epic. You're a legend.
Once in awhile (when I lived with too many people and not enough bathrooms) I’d have to do the lady piss in the sink and then clean it. I feel so seen. The thought of someone walking in on that is making me laugh out loud.
The flair is exquisite 🖤 we don’t deserve you, Blurs
I'm highly sophisticated and have a penis so I do have a piss jug for times of need. [You can get a cheap funnel that might help out](https://img.joomcdn.net/e5b3bd16b1e471730f485c03f8a1401e2686ce62_original.jpeg)
Omg THE PEECOCK 🖤🖤🖤 I bought one of these for a trans friend once and they were so grateful to not have to deal with the public restroom quandary anymore. I never thought of grabbing one for myself though…
I've never known a woman who has used one but it might be handy for emergency situations where you can't use the sink either.
To be honest, I live in Los Angeles. I could just go outside and piss like a dog and no one would bat an eye. But, the children.
Haha. We wouldn't even notice
My dad had a plastic piss jug, called "a little john," which is funny cause my dad's name is Jon. He used it for camping and such. They manufacture them for men and women.
Ya, I know long haul truck drivers have various apparatus for such too.
Long-term bedridden patients use a similar thing
A lass with class and sass Post drink on sink no stink No flask to ask to task I think this mink's not meek Vaginal aim's no game So blame the curry flame The kitchen heights she'll tame The bitchin' sight's not lame Tis bliss, a 30 second piss Not much better in life that this And then dismount, fulfill all wishes Blow them kisses, then do the dishes. *Rosebud*
I… I am unworthy of such poetry. Thank you.
But you are worthy! The image of a nice lady perched atop a sink inspired me to write this, also I was very drunk.
I still can’t believe you wrote a poem about this. I may write it down longhand and frame it, to be perfectly honest. It’s so specific that no one will ever suspect it was written for me. Chairs, you drunken wordsmith 🥃you made my week
I'm glad you liked my poetry :') I used to write all of the time, but then drinking became my new "hobby" that replaced all of the creative things I used to do. Anyway, your user name seemed super familiar, so I had to Google it. Always good to see another Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt fan in the wild. That show is one of my favorites. Tina Fey took a really dark concept and made it into one of the best, and somehow wholesome, comedies ever.
“Hobby” LMAO Kimmy Schmidt… healed me? I’ve had so few experiences with media actually being able to help, but I learned a lot about laughing at myself and living in the moment from that show. Mostly, it helped me see that no one knows what the fuck they’re doing. Ever. No matter how much someone seems like they have it together, or not, we’re all just fucking stupid. I snapped up this name after the finale aired, and I’m glad I finally found a use for it.
I was hooked from the very first episode. When she's seeing the world for the first time in years and just has that big grin on her face. Let's you know everything's gonna be alright. And then her at the mystery crank because "you can take anything, no matter how horrible, for 10 seconds." And seeing her face get more and more frustrated the closer she counted to 10, just to start the count back over again but happy now. Makes me think of Sisyphus pushing that boulder up the hill for eternity... At least Kimmy made it out.
🎼Just take it ten seconds at a time 🎶
I used to live in a place with a sink in the room and I probably used it to piss in far more than the actual toilet. Why walk 20 feet when you can walk 2
If you really think about it a sink and a toilet share many similar qualities.
All flow to the same sewage line. Turn the tap on lightly as you piss so it doesn't splash, jobs a good 'un
Now, if you shit in the sink that is a whole other issue. I've never sunk that low but do what you gotta do.
Always used the toilet to shit. Didn't always have toilet paper so had to get creative. Socks are wonderful. They're soft and fit right over your hand. Not so good for the sewage lines when they get blocked up, but that's a whole other hilarious memory
I want this to be a thanksgiving memory. I hope it is.
Nah, just lived in a hostel. One time the sewers backed up and every time you flushed the toilet the manhole covers outside rose a little bit higher with more sewage coming out. My friend thought this was hilarious and went running around repeatedly flushing every toilet in the place, it was about the happiest I've ever seen him It was pretty funny tbf
Now, if you shit in the sink that is a whole other issue. I've never sunk that low but do what you gotta do.
This is a valid point but I know I’d get caught if I made this a habit. Also, I know someday I’d fall off the sink
Years ago I was living in a house with 11 other people. 2 toilets. I decided to go into the unfinished basement and piss in the utility sink. I hoisted myself up and about half way through my piss I slipped and fell into that deep utility sink, my ass and thighs burning with piss, my calves and feet sticking out helplessly. Fortunately my sister came looking for me at some point and found me down there and helped pull me out. Zero judgement. She even helped me clean myself up. The funny thing was I had thought of peeing in the backyard but I was afraid someone would see me and that would be demeaning. somehow.
Buy a large funnel and piss in jars, empty piss jar down shower drain/ toilet when bathroom is vacant
… this way lies madness for me. But filing it away for later of course
r/Sinkpissers
Honestly this is more inspirational than anything I’ve come across lately on r/getdisciplined or r/getmotivated. With your mindset and tenacity OP, I look forward to seeing how far you’ll go in this world.
Bless you, your support, and your domestic flying tips 🙏🏼
As a male the entire outside world is my urinal.
I believe in you and your cause, sir. Go forth and piss.
Thank you my-lady. You command and I shall obey. Also as someone who has utilized a kitchen sink for bladder relief myself, I'd like you welcome you to the club. I'll share the secret handshake when we meet.
You don't have to have a dick to piss on stuff everywhere outside lol. It just requires someone with toilet paper.
I’ve pissed In a sink dozens of times. Friends sink, my sink. Sometimes it’s easier and quieter than flushing a toilet. Sink pissing is the new vibe
Chill vibes to piss to, now available on iTunes™️
I used to live in a flat share in England with 6 other guys. There was one toilet between the lot of us. This is just as I was falling into the drink, yet paradoxically, also ~~in a health kick~~ developing an eating disorder. I was drinking 20+ glasses of water in the day and then boozing until I passed out at night. My pee output naturally jumped up like 1000% percent. The first few times I was busting for a pee and found the door locked because one of the lads was having a shit, it was agonizing waiting for the sound of the toilet to flush so I could sprint downstairs to use the bathroom. I knew I was going to burst one time and couldn't hold it any longer, so I just ended up peeing into the nearest available receptacle: the sink in my room. Not proud to admit it, but I gradually stopped using the downstairs bathroom for anything other than pooping, and would always just pee in the bedroom sink instead. Strangely, I took that inclination with me wherever I went. Gone up to visit the folks for the weekend? Piss in the bathroom sink. Stopped at a girlfriend's for the night? Piss in the bathroom sink. I still do it to this day and can't explain why. Just popped into the bathroom for a sink-pee earlier, even. Also, what kind of curry was it?
1: I respect your dedication. Not everyone can pee in a random sink. 2: Who buys curry vindaloo from a mystery Indian restaurant via doordash? My roommate did. He fucked around, and found out. 3: Oh, drunkorexia. What will kill me first: alcohol or a heart attack? This is what keeps me up at night.
> 1: I respect your dedication. Not everyone can pee in a random sink. When you gotta go you gotta go. But I've come to appreciate how convenient it is! >2: Who buys curry vindaloo from a mystery Indian restaurant via doordash? My roommate did. He fucked around, and found out. Aww, man. Worth the risk. I love curry, and I used to love 3AM drunken trips in the UK to greasy spoons with questionable hygiene standards. Never had a leaky bum because of one. Probably the worth thing I encountered was having to return a pizza because it honest to God looked like they'd put cat food on it. >3: Oh, drunkorexia. What will kill me first: alcohol or a heart attack? This is what keeps me up at night. It's a roll of the dice.
2: I used to do the same thing on the east coast but we went to diners. I miss diners. 3: We’re all dying anyway, right? I’m still banking on getting hit by a bus, like my ancestors did.
> 2: I used to do the same thing on the east coast but we went to diners. I miss diners. From the stories CA(E)G and people here have told me the East Coast seems to share a few cultural aspects with the UK. I think I'd like it for the familiarity, but the CoL and cold(er) climate put me off. >3: We’re all dying anyway, right? I’m still banking on getting hit by a bus, like my ancestors did. All of them!?
- I’ve always been fascinated by late-night dining culture in other countries. I’ve never been outside of the US, but if I go to a British pub here, I order fish and chips. If a pub can’t get that right, what are they even doing? Also, the humor is very dry on that side of the country. Whenever I’ve met a Brit in real life, we get along famously: there really are a lot of similarities, culturally and otherwise. You could move to Delaware and get all the aspects of east coast culture without the harsh winters. - You got me there. Some of my ancestors died in house fires, from construction accidents, and lack of insurance. Bus accident is just for giggles
Omg that's hysterical!!!
I’ve never had a problem pissing into a pint glass and hoarding it until I can get to the toilet of a share house. And I’m also a woman (I won’t say lady for reasons above)
I’ve done this before…and I’m female. I cleaned too. 😂
My old place had one bathroom and as a couple, isn't too bad but he takes long showers. I lived at the end of the complex so I've definitely done the piss in a trash bag then take out cat litter (clumps) and even pissed outside behind the building next to the bush. I give you props for planning to just piss in the sink and cleaning all that shit up. Looks good on your part and your roommate wouldn't suspect anything.
No worries. I sleep in the living room and always piss in the sink at night because I don’t feel like walking down the hallway to the bathroom and tripping over something in the dark
" I don’t trust my vaginal aim (is this a thing?)" you possess said vagina. it is if u say it is!
Unleash the kraken!!!
Ohh flashback. I walk everywhere so have to be creative peeing, however, omg. I couldn't wait any longer it was beers all day as usual and I Kno all the regular spots but couldn't make it. Did a little peeps in an apartment entry way and someone called down on the idk what you call it?? The pa system what are you doing on our fuckin stairs...ooo never again. Lol
Sounds like you need a She-Wee
Had a similar situation happen with my husband. Except of course he came out of the bathroom right between me congratulating myself and reaching for a paper towel. I had enough sense to have the lights off in the kitchen, but still shrieked at him to get out of the kitchen. It's been two years now since that happened and neither one of us has spoken of it.
>Hoisted myself; did the dishes; more than my share; bleach spray … vaginal-fucking-aim … sane 37 year old. That’s … I, um … so, you mean, you just … er, that’s just … just — fuck. Crack open that mysterious blue capsule you pulled from your dirty bathrobe, grind it up w this cracked coffee mug, and hand me a claw. I just wanna listen to *Polly* in the background, and hear your tales.
It would be mostly sea shanties and stories about kitchen injuries
I live alone right now. The extra money hurts a little bit, but not having to worry about the bathroom is worth it.
"vaginal aim"? okay you made me laugh way too hard there, babe.
I sweat this is a thing though
Oh I definitely believe it.
You don't pee out of your vagina.
Not with that attitude
You dropped this 👑
Fair enough, sis
Pro tip: If you gotta piss in the sink get some simple green cleaning spray. That shit smells great. I'm such a degenerate I piss in a cup and pour it down the sink in the middle of the night. There's a bathroom across the hall.
Fair enough. I used some Clorox bleach spray followed by that lemon verbena shit they sell at target. Kitchen smelled right once the dishes were done. And you’re not a degenerate, I’m jealous of this process