Weirdos in Wadayama

Marlene and Aaron's misadventures in Inaka, Japan

Friday, April 07, 2006

Zip It!

As I was biking home yesterday, I saw an old man in front of a garden. He was sideways to me, so I could see his profile. I noticed his hands were jiggling in front of his fly. Then he turns around abruptly [nearly walking right into me], zipping his pants. Lovely. But there's more! Another old man was crossing the street towards him, with his fly unzipped and his index and middle finger tucked inside. Why did the old men cross the street? To pee in the garden.

In case any of you think this is waaaay out in the country side, well, you're wrong. This is 200 yards from my school, 20 yards from a major intersection, and across the street from a grocery store.

Fervantly wishing to avoid Oyaji pee....

4 Comments:

At 4:04 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Seriously - Cory and I were driving home from...somewhere - I don't remember...and this truck driver hops out of his car at a TRUCK STOP...RIGHT BY AN INTERSECTION where Cory and I were stopped. He saw us stop, looked directly at me, turned his head back around and peed. I guess he thought it was OK to do this in front of me because his clothed backside was towards me. Duh - not like I can't TELL what you're doing! OMG - peeing outside. NOT OK, JAPAN!

 
At 12:16 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yeah, gross. I'm so sick of seeing old men peeing in public.

 
At 3:21 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ok...It's not that we're afraid to see the teeny-tiny wee-wee, we just don't want to see, step in, or get hit by the stream of urine. I thought Japan was supposed to be clean? I guess men everywhere just enjoy the feel of a cool breeze in their hot pants. (Which, by the way, wouldn't generate so much heat if they would just quit playing with themselves for two minutes. Come on, that friction has to produce some serious degress.)
I guess a lesson is learned. Always be prepared to see a man peeing around every corner.

 
At 3:24 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ok....it's not that we're worried about seeing their teeny-tiny wee-wee, but that we don't want to see, step in, or get hit by the urine stream. I guess they just like the feel of the cool breeze in their hot pants. (Which, by the way, wouldn't be so hot if they would quite playing with themselves for like two minutes. All that friction has to create some serious degrees.) It seems like the older they are the worse it gets.
Life lesson...always be prepared to see an old man peeing around every corner.

 

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