A soggy come-uppance for the local police.

Let me tell you a story (now who said that).

A little while back my wife and I were in the village having a glass or two of wine and we bumped into a couple of acquaintances.  Nothing special about this (see previous article), anyway we all had a few more glasses of wine and then my wife and I left (we had to prepare for a dinner party later that night), and our two friends went off for some more drinks and that is when it happened.

This is the story of what happened to one of our drinking buddies after we left (don’t worry I’ll keep it short).  They decided to hit the town and went on a little pub crawl, I guess this would have been around 4pm.  After stopping at one or two bars they ended up at a reasonably posh bar at the end of town.  Now even though this is one of the larger establishments, it is fair to say that the toilets, whilst clean are rather small (see sketch).

As I’m sure you know after a number of drinks Nature decides that you have to make room for some more.  After hanging on as long as he could one of our friends had to go running off to the loo pretty quickly.  Having left it too long he was already preparing himself mentally and physically; taking himself in hand (so to speak).  Rushing through the door only to find the urinal occupied “never mind he thinks, I’ll use the toilet cubicle”  He barges through the door (the lock does not work very well) and immediately starts without looking.  Only to discover sat on the toilet with his trousers round his ankles contemplating life…..  One of the local GUARDIA CIVIL” and him peeing all over his head….

We will be visiting our friend in the local prison shortly.