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Bar stool commode
Make yourself comfy for an evening's uninterrupted drinking without ever having to go to the loo. | |
Speaks for itself really. I suppose another, more discreet but male only option would be a tube, which could be popped through a drinker's flies and connected to his member for the duration of the drinking session. Such tubes could be arranged along the front of the bar, for easy access.
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This was baked here (Mexico) decades
ago. Since women were not allowed
inside "cantinas", most of them had,
just underneath the bar, some sort of
cannal or acueduct looking thing where
men could pee into without even
leaving their drink unattended. It
smelled bad all over, obviously, but
when has that stopped anybody from
drinking? |
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Of course, with all this female
revolution, only a couple of these useful
inventions remain in place. |
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Precisely my point Pericles. The Bar Stool Commode doesn't exclude women. With this simple device they too can enjoy a continuous drinking session in pungent surroundings without ever having to leave the bar to relieve themselves. They would no longer be excluded from this dubious pleasure. Forget the out moded canal + aqueduct solution; this is more comfortable and more inclusive. |
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This bar kinda reminds me of a milking machine. You sidle up to the bar, "pint of shandy, please barman", whilst the milk maid wipes you down (for hygenic reasons) and slips on a sucker. |
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It would be less messy if a catheter was required. Or is that Cathater, I've been drinking. |
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To be honest, people seem happier just shitting themselves where they sit. |
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(makes mental note to avoid [calum]) |
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No, really. For years, I worked in a pub to fund my university habit and found that, on the whole, people didn't seem to be that bothered about whether their shit went in the pan or their pants. The number of times I had to politely throw someone out the door cause the flies were circling was upsettingly high. Then again, the pub I worked in was in one of the most deprived electoral wards in the UK, so perhaps my experiences are atypical. |
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I severly hope so [calum]. Why would anyone want to encourage such laziness? |
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In NYC, most bars use the "natural selection" method -- put the restroom at the bottom of an extremely steep, rickety flight of stairs. Anyone too drunk to successfully navigate the stairs will fall to his death at the bottom and be removed from the drinking population. |
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Hey Phundug,
This sounds like the basis for another half bakery candidate. Perhaps just the addition of whirling knives at the foot of the stairs and a sign "Warning: whirling knives" for the less inebriaited. |
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