The GHZ Forum

So remember that time we started listing games where you could take a whiz? Yeah, I think we can add this one:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GAUmwUkP ... r_embedded

This adds a new and interesting (if sexist) dimension to video-games. The possibilities are endless!

http://toylets.sega.jp/index.shtml

I was hoping to be the first one to post this.

I actually had this idea years ago, like when I was 17 or something. Apparently I missed a golden opportunity (snicker) by failing to pursue that dream.


Seriously, though, this is completely awesome. This is the coolest news I've seen this year. I can't wait for the home version!

They should really give you some snow or foam for when you get a high score and want to register your initials. I'm not sure how else you'd do this without switching to a different control scheme. That would just break the immersion!

I wonder if you have to drop in some tokens to play it? I think if I had to actually pay to play it, I'd first be compelled to hold it as long as possible to make sure I get a really good game and that would lead to discomfort which presents another design dilemma.

I look forward to seeing how they resolve these issues.



I seriously can't wait to play this, by the way.

I can't imagine that this is something the customer pays to play. If part of the reason they're making these is to encourage people to stop peeing on the floor, walls, and sink, adding a coin box or other receptor is just giving them another target.

I'm sure I've mentioned this, but when I was in Japan I once saw a urinal with what looked like a ping pong ball in it. Obviously, I had to try pushing it around, but it wouldn't budge. Shortly later, I told a friend about it, and he got excited and decided he had to try too. No dice for him either. Disappointed, we decided it was probably a ball-shaped air freshener.

I have high hopes for the success of these new products!

and people say other M was sexist.

And what about Rez's peripheral, huh? This doesn't seem nearly as fun, either.

Can we get something like this for the ladies room that admonishes people for peeing on the seat?

Just squat over the sink.

Can we get something like this for the ladies room that admonishes people for peeing on the seat?

Does that ever actually happen?


Actually, considering most public restrooms in Japan still have at least a couple of squat toilets, a version for women is feasible!

Green Gibbon! wrote:Does that ever actually happen?

About half the time I use a public restroom I find a pissed-on seat. On rare occasion, EVERY seat is pissed on. Lazy cunts can't clean up after themselves.

Better to have a toilet pissed on, I imagine, than one pissed off.

Green Gibbon! wrote:most public restrooms in Japan still have at least a couple of squat toilets

So, no kidding, one time I went to the restroom at the computer lab at ShimaneDai and someone had missed the squat pot, with a huge turd just sitting there, half on the porcelain (or whatever they're made of) and half on the floor. Even after they cleaned it up the tile on the floor was stained brown, perhaps permanently. I don't think that could ever happen with a western toilet, at least not by accident.

Speaking of Japanese toilets, I was told that the water that splashes out of the toilet when you poop and hits you in the butt is referred to as your "change." (おつり)

Delphine wrote:About half the time I use a public restroom I find a pissed-on seat. On rare occasion, EVERY seat is pissed on. Lazy cunts can't clean up after themselves.

I don't understand how this happens. Wouldn't you have to be, like, intentionally aiming for the seat?

G.Silver wrote:So, no kidding, one time I went to the restroom at the computer lab at ShimaneDai and someone had missed the squat pot, with a huge turd just sitting there, half on the porcelain (or whatever they're made of) and half on the floor.

I would sometimes camp at a place that had the same kind of toilets, except they didn't even have a squat pot - just a hole on the floor. Naturally, the turd on the floor scenario was a bit too frequent.

The water splashing into your butt (and sometimes gonads!) is one of the most annoying minor inconveniences to occur in a person's everyday life. I think everyone realizes at one point in their lives that they should always empty their bladders, flush and then poop in that very strict order, lest they get splashed with more than just water. It's kind of like reaching puberty when it comes to using a bathroom and your life is never the same again.

But I personally just fill the toilet with paper.

G.Silver wrote:So, no kidding, one time I went to the restroom at the computer lab at ShimaneDai and someone had missed the squat pot, with a huge turd just sitting there, half on the porcelain (or whatever they're made of) and half on the floor. I don't think that could ever happen with a western toilet, at least not by accident.

A friend of a friend once suddenly felt very sick (while meeting his girlfriend's parents at their house, for the first time) and could tell that something was going to come out of him. He couldn't tell if it was going to be diarrhea, vomit, or both. He rushed to the bathroom, took down his pants, and leaned over the toilet. In an instant he realized how it would be more acceptable to throw up in front of the toilet than to leave his other juices there and made the switch to sitting on the toilet. Without a moment to lose, he discovered he made the right decision and saved himself of some embarrassment.

Perhaps a sequel could be installed in my college to stop people smearing their poo on the walls. Points deducted to whoever nicked the hand-dryer.

Segaholic2 wrote:I don't understand how this happens. Wouldn't you have to be, like, intentionally aiming for the seat?

Well, you see, many ladies tend to be squeamish about public facilities (which, unless you're visiting a place that is never ever cleaned ever, is asinine), so there's a common practice that I like to call the "hover squat". Instead of sitting your ass on the toilet like a normal human being, you do this awkward high squat over the seat and do your duty, to avoid putting one's delicate butt skin in contact with the toilet seat. Now, you must realize we don't have the relationship with our urethral tract that you fellas do. We don't have anything to hold onto, it just comes out of this little hole in-between one's clitoris and one's vagina, and while with a great amount of messy practice a lady can learn to aim, it's not the easiest or most natural thing to do. Add to that the ridiculous taboo associated with actually knowing one's own downstairs in any sort of detail, and many women go through life not entirely sure where, precisely, the pee is coming from. Thus spillage is, unfortunately, an inevitable occurrence.

Not cleaning up after yourself is just friggin nasty.

This thread is totally awesome, but I'm making a mental note to eat supper before my daily visit to the forum.

I may have mentioned this one before.

When I was in elementary school, the boys' room didn't have individual urinals. Instead there were two long, porcelain, trough-like constructions mounted on the wall. Kids would gather around these things like animals, all pissing into it at once. There was room at one end to stand in the corner, which would allow one lucky kid a chance to try to pee as far as he could. It was not impressive to get all the way to the end of the first trough, you had to at least clear the gap and go into the second one. But ideally, the goal was to clear the second trough and land in the sink on the other side.

I'm sure a lot of pee landed on the floor, and in retrospect, peeing in the sink is totally gross. But the point is that you had to be straight and true--accuracy was the name of the game. Obviously at some point a change occurred in all of us and now we piss like men, alone, with our crotches as close to the urinal as possible lest anyone see our junk, and ideally, looking at the ceiling. But the thought of missing is totally shameful. Where is the pride?

I get hopelessly pee-shy in urinals if there's anyone there, and have frequently been left running on empty while whoever's next to me takes their piss. I have since learned that this is gay code for "I want to jerk you off".

These days I use a cubicle.

Crisis wrote:These days I use a cubicle.

I have never peed in a urinal. This is fact.

The elementary school I attended had a policy about not letting children back into the building until recess was completed. Never one to actually have any sort of "pee schedule", I inevitably had to go during a few of them. Really bad. Not wanting to piss myself (yet again), and never being pee-shy, I let 'er rip on one of the least-used things (not sure what is was exactly, but it was fairly large and concrete). I of course got caught and reprimanded both by faculty and parents.

This is my first memory of a long, long pattern of being punished for something wholly out of my control. When you get infractions for just about any and everything, you stop caring at all about behaving. Or become a neurotic mess.

I never saw what the bathrooms looked like in my middle school, except for the ones in the locker room for gym (which I had last period my first year there). I would always just hold it until the end of the day. I don't remember if it was because I was too shy to ask my teachers if I could go, if I was afraid of missing something important in class, or something else entirely.

I was seldom ever brave enough to use the urinals myself, but in all honesty, I'm sure I wouldn't have had a problem with it if it weren't for my bizarre bladder retention issues- that is to say, I can never finish in one go, so I have to flex my pelvic floor muscles about seven or twelve times to squeeze it all out. It's a very audible stop-and-go process and someone surely would've embarrassed me over it because people in school are tactless, insensitive bastards, so I couldn't even piss unless the bathroom was empty. They never are.

Does... Does anyone else do this? I've never seen anyone do this. Have I got some tight plumbing, or am I just exceptionally thorough? Not doing it just means I'll wind up dribbling as soon as I pull my pants up. My penis likes to play tricks on me. It pretends I'm finished and then BBLLBLRBLRBLBL as soon as it makes contact with the cloth. It's hilarious!