Long John Kerry
Markos Zuniga has an interesting report from the US presidential campaign trail:
I was at the Unity Dinner in DC Thursday night, and I experienced something that only a blogger would write about:
John Kerry and I were urinal neighbors. And would you believe it, people wouldn’t let the guy piss in peace. For my part, I kept my gaze firmly forward.
The fool! Now we’ll never know whether the rumours are true!

Obviously not an Australian blogger, or there would be the obligatory comment about pissing in each others pockets…
I had a piss next to John Cain when he was Victorian premier. I was only 13 at the time, but I feel I compared favourably.
Now, Rob!
Noticing another bloke’s penis is Not Done. (And FWIW, commenting, whether the comment is “strewth, that’s a big bastard” or “fuck me dead, want me to hold the magnifying glass for you?”, is an even greater social faux pas.)