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Dogs and Hippies and Peeing Outside

October 19, 2009 By Jeff 82 Comments

empirestateWe (Toney) took our dog Andy to the vet on Thursday, and the hound was given a clean bill of health.  The only negatives: he’s slightly overweight, and has dry skin.

“Have you noticed him scratching a lot lately?” the doctor asked.

“Noticed?  I feel like throwing him off the Empire State Building most of the time,” Toney said.

The doc laughed and said it’s triggered by the season, and the scratching should stop soon.  And just for the record, I don’t much care for jokes about Andy-murder.  Know what I mean?  9/11?  I’ll let it slide.  Cancer?  OK.  But the murder of Blacks Lips Houlihan?  Over the line.

In any case, Toney has now removed Andy’s collar, because the tags jingle when he’s scratching.  I barely even notice, but it makes my wife crazy.  She sometimes sits bolt upright in bed, in the middle of the night, swearing the jingle-jangle woke her up.

I don’t get it.  She doesn’t notice the eye-watering, windpipe-closing Axe funk of all the Secrets’ friends, or the creaking door voice of teenage girls everywhere, but if Andy happens to bang his tags together on the other end of the house, her eyes go blood-red and she starts concocting wild murder fantasies.

A couple of other vet-related developments I don’t much care for:

He gave Andy some sort of shot that’s only required once every four years, and said, “Well, big guy, this’ll probably be the last one of these you’ll ever need.”  WTF??  He’s only eight years old.  And he’s already being written off?  Why would a person make such a statement?  I still can’t believe it, and can’t stop thinking about it, either.  Why does everybody want my dog dead??

The doctor also shaved Andy’s ass again.  Every time he goes to the vet they shave him down, and he walks around with a butthole that can be spotted from aircraft.  Here’s what I wrote about it last time, and it’s no different this time around.  The poor guy…  It’s like his ass is emitting light.

The yurt experience was a good one, even better than last time, I think.  I’m not a fast writer, never have been, but do much better in a quiet setting, with no internet.  I wish I could do one more session, but the campground is now closed.  Sunday was the last day.

When I arrived on Thursday, the pod next to mine was occupied, and at first glance I thought it was a gang of hillbillies.  I saw a lot of unkempt facial hair, overalls, flannel shirts, etc.  So much for quiet, I thought.

But I heard them tell a passerby about the history of “Mongolian yurts,” and one of them later broke out an acoustic guitar and commenced to strumming.  And I said, “Hey, those aren’t hillbillies, they’re hippies!”

I feel a little a little dirty and ashamed of myself, but I was greatly relieved.  Under the circumstances I much preferred hippies to hillbillies.  It wasn’t even close.

Because if it had been hillbillies there would’ve been a lot of rebel-yelling, engine-revving, screen door-slamming, commercial country, gunfire, and possibly a pig roast — complete with mouth-apple.

The hippies just softly played a guitar, and ate trail mix, or whatever.  And I can live with that.

So, what do you think?  Should I feel bad that I sided with the hippies inside my head?  What’s your opinion on this most pressing of issues?  Hippies or hillbillies?  Which way would you have leaned?

And just so you know, I peed in the woods while I was at the yurt.  Directly across the street was a bathhouse, but on Friday (I think) a man was cleaning it, and had hung a CLOSED sign on the door.

I’d had almost an entire pot of Eight O’clock coffee, and it was turning into an urgent matter.  So I found a spot where I thought I’d be shielded from both nearby roads, and let it go, straight into a bush.

It was kinda fun.  I’m not often in a situation where out-of-doors urination is feasible, so there was a certain novelty value to it.  It’s probably been years…

Oh, every once in a while I get the urge to pee off our deck, just to see how much distance I can get on it, but I’m always afraid the wind will shift and it’ll blow against Half-Shirt’s siding.  But other than that, it’s something that almost never crosses my mind.

Do you have any interesting outdoor peeing stories to tell us?  If so, let ‘er rip in the comments.  Just like I did into that tall bush on Friday.  Crapping stories, as always, are welcome as well.

And I’m going to call it a day, my friends.  It’s almost time for another fulfilling and exhilarating day at work!  My nipples are exploding with delight.

See ya tomorrow.

Now playing in the bunker

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  1. Chuck in Belpre says

    October 19, 2009 at 7:57 pm

    @DTO I wondered if anyone would get the reference.

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  2. Boo Radley says

    October 19, 2009 at 8:06 pm

    Love Love Love peeing outside. It’s my contribution to global warming. Jeff, my company now filters the WVSR as a malicious web-site. I’m thinking about retiring early. Has this happened to anyone else?

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  3. Kristy says

    October 19, 2009 at 8:19 pm

    According the Wikipedia, rednecks are white and poor, while hillbillies are Appalachian and white but not necessarily poor:

    Hillbilly = a term referring to people who dwell in rural, mountainous areas of the United States, primarily Appalachia and the Ozarks. Due to its strongly stereotypical connotations, the term is frequently considered derogatory, and so is usually offensive to those Americans of Ozarkan and Appalachian heritage. However, the term is also used in celebration of their culture by mountain people themselves. Such people consider the term Hillbilly to be a descriptive term lumping all such inhabitants together in a single ethnic group similar to the term Cajun as a description of a uniquely American ethnic group.

    Redneck = a person who is stereotypically Caucasian and of lower socio-economic status in the United States and Canada, particularly referring to those living in rural areas. Originally limited to the Southern United States, and then to Appalachia, the term has become widely used throughout North America.

    Now we can all say we learned somethin new today!

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  4. Tim says

    October 19, 2009 at 8:41 pm

    Now people can find your site by googling “his ass is emitting light”

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  5. Evil Twin's Wife says

    October 19, 2009 at 8:47 pm

    @Jersey Scott:

    How do you hide money from a hippie?

    Put it under the soap.

    Thank you! I’ll be here all week! Don’t forget to tip your servers.

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  6. Tyrosine says

    October 19, 2009 at 8:53 pm

    Living a considerable distance north of the IHOP-Waffle House line (Mason-Dixon) I’m perhaps not working off the same definition of “Hillbilly” as those of you from the South. So, to clarify, when I think Hillbilly, I think of the two inbred gentlemen from Deliverance who anally raped Ned Beatty. Up here we call them “trailer trash”. I could be wrong but it seems to me that Hillbillies have a reputation for pointless belligerence and violence. Hippies on the other hand have a reputation for sanctimony and non-violence. Oh, and drugs. Don’t forget the drugs. Given the choice I’d take my chances with the Hippies.

    I once pissed on my brother in law: It was his 19th birthday (legal drinking age here) and he passed out in the bushes that we had co-opted as a urinal. It was dark, I was drunk, and by the time I realized what I was doing there was no point in stopping.

    My wife just got her official notice that she is infected with H1N1, so in our household the “Pro/Con Vaccination Debate” is moot.

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  7. Greg in Cincinnati says

    October 19, 2009 at 9:56 pm

    Jorge,

    Your friend cracked me up. I admire his audacious shitting skills, but am glad he doesn’t live nearby.

    I’m sure everyone has seen this dedicated gentleman:
    http://www.linkognito.com/images/05-28-08/shit.gif

    Perhaps this is Jorge’s friend?

    T-storm.

    I’m with Jason that you have a Constitutional right to piss on a duimpster, particularly if it’s after curfew for children. Did the Officer suggest that you should piss your pants when every store, bar, etc was likely closed?

    I had some “encounters” with Louisville Metro Police Dep’t. A more perfect storm of assholes could not be found at a Proctology conference.

    I’m feeling generous with the links, and also feel a need to prove my redneck credentials:

    http://www.dba-oracle.com/t_make_deer_butt_alien.htm

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  8. SaucyDeb says

    October 19, 2009 at 10:42 pm

    My sister had a hell of a time potty training her middle son. He was about 3 and was still just not much interested in using the toilet. She had a wonderful idea.. What if she let him pee outside?? Make it a little game.. They lived in the middle of no where, so what could it hurt?

    Well, it worked like a charm! Gabe couldn’t wait to take a whiz in the open air! He was peeing like a champ. Pretty soon, peeing outside translated to peeing in the toilet, but boy, did that kid like the great outdoors.

    So about 4 months later, my Dad passed away. This was a huge funeral — easily upwards of 500 people. We’re walking away from the church having just loaded Daddy into the hearse for the ride to the cemetery, and there’s Gabe, in all his glory, taking a whiz on the church lawn!

    Daddy would have thought it was a fine send off!

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  9. Ed says

    October 19, 2009 at 11:21 pm

    Would I rather pee on a hippie or a hillbilly? It really depends on the individual. I feel very strongly that the decision shouldn’t be based on simple stereotypes.

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  10. t-storm says

    October 19, 2009 at 11:29 pm

    Having peed on a hippy and a redneck. The redneck was more fun.

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  11. Shiny Rod says

    October 20, 2009 at 12:35 am

    I was just taking a piss outside and a dung beetle came up to me and told me today is Jason’s Birthday. I said oh crap and he said anywhere will do…

    Everyone wish Jason a Happy Birthday!!! My your birthday be a smooth as Velveeta! LOL

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  12. Ginger says

    October 20, 2009 at 1:10 am

    The act of peeing outside was and still is the best way to potty train your kids. I won’t go into my personal specifics, but it worked for my girl and my boy. The boy still thinks it is the greatest thing since Goldfish.

    My (female) dog has what I like to call “color-coded genitalia.” She is a tri-color mutt whose tail was cropped (before we got her) really short. She has a giant, flashing beacon of light brown amidst her mostly black back and white stomach that creates a perfect runway arrow to her privates. I have always been embarrassed for her.

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  13. JCIII says

    October 20, 2009 at 1:43 am

    Good Morning Surf Reporters

    everyone is to wish Jason / T Farty McAppleass a Happy Birthday

    I’ll be the first

    Happy Birthday Mother Fucker

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  14. t-storm says

    October 20, 2009 at 2:30 am

    Well, the dumpster incident was behind a 7-11 which was open all night. But I hate going into a place just to use their pisser. I think it’s tacky. The dumpster is literally where the waste from the day goes.

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  15. johnthebasket says

    October 20, 2009 at 5:50 am

    Hillbilly vs hippie: not close. When choosing neighbors, a quick analysis of who’s packing usually leads to the right answer.

    From the demographics (and implied demographics) of the forum, it seems that the hillbilly is experienced and the hippie is from the newsreels. Just the opposite up here in the upper left of course. My own experience, despite the jovial references to hippies being habitually unclean, is that in life, itself, the opposite is more the case.
    Reference: Hippie: “Suzanne”; Hillbilly: “Deliverance”.

    Ian: Always enjoy the Brit perspective. Hillbillies are certainly Scots/Irish; any quick listen to their music will reveal their roots. Rednecks are an American invention; believe me, you don’t want any part of these assholes. I’d blame George Bush on them if I thought they could read.

    So it goes…jtb

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  16. Greg in Cincinnati says

    October 20, 2009 at 6:44 am

    Jason, Hoch Soll Erleben!

    I’ll raise a glass of green tea in your honor, and piss of my balcony to make it official.

    Cheers,

    Greg

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  17. White Trash Barbie says

    October 20, 2009 at 6:46 am

    Happy birthday Jason!

    Have never mastered the art of peeing outdoors, and for girls it really is an art. Unlike for boys for whom it is a convenience, and I am guessing also entertainment.

    Hillbillies v. rednecks v. hippies? I am from the suburban Midwest, so this conversation is strictly academic to me. Please let me know when the conversation turns to growing up with no cultural identity.

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  18. White Trash Barbie says

    October 20, 2009 at 6:52 am

    Oh, and Boo Radley, thewvsr is also blocked by my place of employment – but not for being malicious – just for being a social networking site. Tilly had the same problem for a while, but she got the IT guys to unblock it. Dunno how.

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  19. AngryWhiteGuy says

    October 20, 2009 at 7:26 am

    Rock on, Jason. Have a good one.

    I guess I would have to prefer Hillbillies, since they are real. Today’s “hippies” are mostly fake wannabees, such as the case of my sister-in-law, who is nineteen years old, sits in her room burning incense and listening to the doors while wearing a paisley headband and speaking like Tommy Chong. Fake! Same with the 60 or so people who invade the beach every Sunday night, participating in the “drum circle” and banging on the skins until the sun goes down. Lots of beads and headbands there. Fakes! I think most hippies died out around the new wave era. There are still a few diehards that were hippies then and continue to be in their old age, but the new class is just ridiculous sometimes.

    On IPOD right now- “Mr. Self Destruct”- Nine Inch Nails

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  20. Limey says

    October 20, 2009 at 8:53 am

    My understanding is rednecks are descended from the French, hence the term redneck, as in they’re named for the gay red neckerchiefs commonly worn by rural French peasants. Being basically French would explain the redneck inferiority complex too.

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  21. Trisha aka Mrs. Wally says

    October 20, 2009 at 8:58 am

    Happy Birthday, Jason! Hope you get to enjoy that nekkid all day thing!

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  22. Greg says

    October 20, 2009 at 10:30 am

    Happy Birthday, Jason! Blow off the real estate gig today, and do all things lewd and lascivious!

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  23. RNK says

    October 20, 2009 at 11:13 am

    Happy birthday, Jason! In your honor, I will be naked all day as well.

    I would avoid peeing outside at all costs. The squat requires my lady parts to be entirely too close to dirt, leaves, and bugs. No thank you!

    We don’t so much have hillbillies or rednecks here. What we have in an overabundance of ignorant white trash. Immigrants from Kentucky who’ve lost their southern charm and replaced it with a deep need to procreate us natives out by creating little dumplin’ children who can barely write their own name.

    Like most everyone else I’d probably choose the hippies over the long term. I mostly hate the general population of earth and I think the hippies would leave me be. Rednecks aren’t good for anything except bringing down property values.

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  24. The Qweezy Mark says

    October 20, 2009 at 11:22 am

    Pee outside almost as much as in. The best is shitting outside in the desert. I shit outside at least 5 times per year.

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  25. DTO says

    October 20, 2009 at 12:34 pm

    Happy Birthday Jason!!!

    I’ve already had three beers and I’m in my birthday suit, in your honor…..Who am I kidding…..I start everyday that way.

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  26. fattie20xl says

    October 20, 2009 at 12:42 pm

    JASON! happy birthday man!

    ok… outdoor peepee story:

    my ex was in the bathroom and I had to walk the dog. I had to take a leak too. Sooo… I go to pee behind this church/bum shelter. I see a bunch of bags and I think they’re garbage bags, but it was donuts dropped off for the bums.

    I felt really bad and i never told anyone else about this.

    i still feel bad about it.

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  27. AngryWhiteGuy says

    October 20, 2009 at 1:08 pm

    Lucas (Fattie20xl), don’t let it eat you up. Most bums don’t have the marketing skills to sell donuts for crack or alcohol. They really don’t care about the urine soaked bags.

    On IPOD right now- “Lucky Number”- Lene Lovich

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  28. Jason says

    October 20, 2009 at 1:25 pm

    Thanks for all the nice birthday wishes everyone. I decided to cut my nekkid time to half, so I dressed at 12:00. But I did have hotdogs for breakfast and the wife made me a red velvet cake. Not bad, not bad at all.

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  29. Brynhildr says

    October 20, 2009 at 1:34 pm

    All this talk about peeing/shitting in the woods has me thinking about how to make it easier on a woman in general. I’m talking about never having to touch a pissed-on toilet seat or worry about getting my clothes wet while hovering.

    I’d really like to start wearing clothes with snaps between the legs – adult-sized onesies and baby clothes, if you will. Yes, I know they make bodysuits for women, but they’re usually made for shorter people and ride up like floss if they don’t outright explode when I move too fast. (I can’t have another incident like I did in the 6th grade when my front-closure bra unsnapped with unusual force while pummeling someone during a game of dodgeball.) I just want some plain old, comfy granny panties with a snappable crotch. Nothing hooker-ish or tawdry like crotchless undies. And I’m sure someone makes breakaway pants that aren’t meant for strippers or mountaineers. I’m talking about discrete, everyday clothes that I can wear to the office once I’m finally gainfully employed again.

    I don’t care to carry around a female urination device and if you google “how to urinate standing up as a female” there are a number of helpful tips. However, I think a woman’s biggest obstacle to elimination in the great outdoors and elsewhere is the fact that you have to drop your drawers. Not only is the cold rush of air on your goods while relieving yourself in nature uncomfortable, but I’m usually in the company of jokesters who wouldn’t hesitate to take a pic of me while I’m doing my business. Snappable clothing really is the answer.

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  30. RNK says

    October 20, 2009 at 2:05 pm

    Bryn, there HAS to be some fetish site out there with just the clothes you’re looking for. Although snap-crotch granny panties might be pushing it.

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  31. Meltor the Magnificient says

    October 20, 2009 at 8:49 pm

    Peeing outside with a new puppy is always an adventure. The pup, of course always wants to investigate, so you almost always end up peeing while spinning around in circles trying not to soak the little guy.

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  32. Gretchen says

    October 20, 2009 at 10:08 pm

    @Brynhildr: My front-hook bra also blew apart with unusual gusto, right in the middle of my 12th grade English class as I was reciting a sonnet, or some such nonsense. I suppose it looked like an alien was coming out of my chest to my classmates. Those types of bras should come with a warning.

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