A matter of measurement
When you walk into the male human species toilet, call it washroom, whatever name you want, you will probably see many things. It's still the place for number one and number two. I wouldn't call it gents though because judging by their Neanderthal antics, even your street tramp has better toilet manners. One of the funniest things would be the uncomfortable look on the faces of the patrons when they occupy an urinal. It's as though the task is so uncomfortable, unpleasent that it should be completed the soonest. And what's with the rush and the need to hide? Granted that not everyone is an exhibitionist but seriously what do they have that the others have not seen it yet? Perhaps it boils down all to the matter of size. What really counts is the calculation itself. The measurement. Big thing. Big and loud. Huge. Of course this stupid mentality is not confined only in the toilet but right out in the public, something which I would call a big dick behaviour. Having been l...