Marking Your Territory

“Off the S.I.R.R. at 2 a.m.” - Joe M.

“The corner of the stairwell in the basement of Campus Center North.” -Denise K. (photo evidence below)

“On some freshly fallen snow under the bushes of a stranger’s front yard. While a few oddly aroused (speculation) creepy older men were walking by across the street. Oh, did I mention that this was on the corner of a pretty heavily trafficked street, right below a street lamp? Glad to share my pee stories with all of you fine young strangers. Oh, and in front of the Colosseum during the sunrise. Luckily, I was not apprehended by the polizia.”-Sarah D.

“In an elevator.”-Austin J.

“My old elementary school.”-Jeff M.

“On SOOO MANY doors in the olde. sorry yall.”- Chopper

“In the parking lot of the olde.
correction: attempted to pee in parking lot of the olde, which instead led to a broken nose, fallen pants, and a loss of dignity.” -Brianne S.

“I’ve peed on an abortion clinic.” -Jessica G.

“I peed off of a a moving “el” train here in chicago coming back, pretty fucking wasted, from a hip-hop show at the HoB mid January.
I also peed in, and a little on, an abortion clinic while they played Jaime Fox’s “blame it on the alcohol” song over the PA…” -Jesus S.

“1. In an alley off Bedford Ave after a show
2. On Joe’s Car with Caitlin Christian-Lamb
3. In the woods right next to Alumni apartments because a certain executive clogged their own toilet and left for the weekend, leaving the woods as the only viable option
two truths and a lie. guess which” -SLZ

1. in the stairway down to a metro station in paris (i think it was cité)
2. on joe’s car with sarah louise zelnik
3. on the streets of hyères les palmiers with j. sluiter & c. tucker (there is a polaroid of this somewhere, but DON’T WORRY GUYZ, you can’t really see anything) -CCL

“in between two cars on eldridge street at a gallery opening
in the front yard/lawn of an apartment building in bed-stuy on st. patrick’s day
both in 2006. i haven’t peed anywhere cool for at least 3 years. :/”-Aiyana K.

“Walking from a parking lot into a grocery store, on a sporting goods store, out the 6th floor window of a 5 star hotel in ireland.”-Luke M.

“Chase bank parking lot- port washington.”-Danielle R.

“Danielle’s sink.”- Stephen H.

“On I-95 in North Carolina, in the trunk of my family’s station wagon into a diaper at the age of 10 because my dad wouldn’t pull over.” -Al R.

This is our inaugural post, so I figure I might as well share my story to give everyone an idea of what a Piss Tale should look like.

In all honesty, this story isn’t a story of where I peed, but I was there to witness it and whenever I think of funny places to pee, this is the story that comes to mind.

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When I was 12 years old, my family and best friend went out to the South Street Seaport in New York City for dinner.  After dinner, we decided to walk around lower Manhattan and as we’re going, my friend says, “Mr. Rossin, I need to pee REALLY badly.”  My dad being the kind of guy he is initially tells him to hold it in, but after seeing the look on my friends face, my dad bounced into action.  We wound up at Pier 18 and my dad saw a party boat that was a few hours from setting sail.  My dad asked the bouncer at the ramp if it was ok if my friend used the bathroom; the guy said OK, and my dad, my friend and I walk onto the boat.  Little did we know that we just boarded a gay party boat.

We make out way to the bathroom and my friend goes in to pee.  My dad and I are waiting outside the fully sequined restroom door and my friend comes out holding some things in his hands.  My dad jokingly asks, “So, how was it,” and my friend says “Fine, and I got some stuff to take home, too.”  He opens his fists and reveals that he had grabbed a handfull of condoms and rubber cock rings.