The piss fountain
Lately during a nightly walk I noticed a fountain in which there was still no water, so of course I immediately thought what could be better than simply flooding it with my delicious warm teeny piss? Said and done! But who would have thought that there would still be passers-by at this late hour calling out to me and whistling what I was actually doing? Well, before they called the police, I was gone quickly. Of course, I flooded the well to the end. Wet greetings your Wet Wonder
