It's such a rush!
That feeling of desparation
coupled with the urgency to burst.
Leg twisting, foot scuffling,
that "pull your draws down
quicker than lightening
and cannon your fat ass
onto a suddenly tiny gaping gurgler"
can leave you dribbling in self disgust.
And such relief can only be
upstaged by the satisfaction;
of actually panning the bullseye
with golden tinkling.
That'll teach you to cross your legs in denial!