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My brother and some of his mates from uni used to play this beer drinking game where the next one to get up and pee had to buy the next round.
Anyway, one night they'd been drinking for hours and two of them had not gotten up once. Proceeding tackling and bullshitting revealed that the two guys had cathetarised themselves and were sporting bags of pee strapped to their inner thighs.
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