
By Gregg Howard
I was standing on the moonlit diving board, a Tanqueray and tonic in one hand, enjoying a slow luxurious midnight piss into Uncle Louie’s pool, when I heard a slight noise and looked over my right shoulder.
My five-year-old daughter was standing there holding a pistol.
“Daddy,” she said, “Uncle Louie is sleeping on the hallway floor and the front door’s open and the floor’s all red.”
“Baby,” I gasped. ”Please! Don’t move an inch!”
Have you ever heard that theory that women can stop a pee midstream but men cannot? Turns out it’s just a question of the proper motivation.
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