things they only do in the movies

[hadespussercats]

Well, it's hard to do that romantic "run to the airport gate to stop the plane" thing these days.

And there are any number of romantic gestures that work in movies, but in real life would get you a restraining order.

[hadespussercats]

Also-- do guys with a wall full of urinals available really choose to pee right next to each other? They do that in movies all the time.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

Also-- do guys with a wall full of urinals available really choose to pee right next to each other? They do that in movies all the time.

There's usually a "no splash zone".

[Seabass]

Also-- do guys with a wall full of urinals available really choose to pee right next to each other? They do that in movies all the time.

No way. We space it out if there's room.

It's also fun to let a huge fart rip at the urinal, followed by hearty chuckles from everyone. You never see that in the movies.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

How about walking away from a crash that produces no pieces of the car larger than a piece of printer paper.

[Coito ergo sum]

Also-- do guys with a wall full of urinals available really choose to pee right next to each other? They do that in movies all the time.

That is a breach of etiquette.

Purists will choose an end urinal if there is nobody at a row of urinals. The next person should take the urinal farthest from each, and so on.

The only real "rule" though is that it is just creepy to have several urinal choices, and to choose the one right next to someone.

Then there are the trough systems from days gone by. Back in the old days, urinals would often be these low sinks where 2 or three men could just step up to it. Not only would there be no mini-dividing wall, the men would just step up basically to the same urinal.

The place that took this system to the extreme was Michigan Stadium, known as the "Big House," at the University of Michigan. The men's room there is one giant urinal along the wall - literally, you walk in and there is a trough along the floor against the wall -- about 3 feet up is a pipe that runs water and there are holes in it that allow water to constantly trickle out down the wall and into the trough to constantly rinse. So, during a game, you just basically have to squeeze in between two guys whereever you can find a spot, basically pissing shoulder to shoulder against any spot on the wall that opens up.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

I'll take a stall when it gets too crowded.

[Coito ergo sum]

I'll take a stall when it gets too crowded.

Yeah - they're generally fucking disgusting when the place is crowded though. I almost would rather piss outside.

[Ayaan]

How about walking away from a crash that produces no pieces of the car larger than a piece of printer paper.

And still being able to get out of bed and move around without hurting.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

I'll take a stall when it gets too crowded.

Yeah - they're generally fucking disgusting when the place is crowded though. I almost would rather piss outside.

I pissed on an alligator outside the Miami Jai Lai Fronton during a Billy Joel concert.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

How about walking away from a crash that produces no pieces of the car larger than a piece of printer paper.

And still being able to get out of bed and move around without hurting.

Hey, I bounced back in just ... three weeks.

[Ayaan]

How about walking away from a crash that produces no pieces of the car larger than a piece of printer paper.

And still being able to get out of bed and move around without hurting.

Hey, I bounced back in just ... three weeks.

Your knee is still bouncing back.

[tattuchu]

Thanks for the memories, Coito. The one time I went to a baseball game as a kid, that's the only thing I remember of it: being horrified by that set-up. It scared the piss out of me. Literally. I didn't have to go after seeing that.

Zilla, speaking of explosions...how about explosions in which any manner of very large metal objects (from vehicles to warehouses, say )blow up, and yet produce no discernible shrapnel

[Gawdzilla Sama]

How about walking away from a crash that produces no pieces of the car larger than a piece of printer paper.

And still being able to get out of bed and move around without hurting.

Hey, I bounced back in just ... three weeks.

Your knee is still bouncing back.

And I'm bouncing off the pavement.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

Thanks for the memories, Coito. The one time I went to a baseball game as a kid, that's the only thing I remember of it: being horrified by that set-up. It scared the piss out of me. Literally. I didn't have to go after seeing that.

Zilla, speaking of explosions...how about explosions in which any manner of very large metal objects (from vehicles to warehouses, say )blow up, and yet produce no discernible shrapnel

Or those nuclear tipped arrows Rambo used.