When my dad was a boy his dad kept a tin coffee can under his bed for a pee jug. Often times the can remained unemptied for several days. One morning the rusty bottom finally fell apart. Guess who had to crawl under and clean up the fermented pee? My dad is still pissed about that. No pun intended.
-1bigsteve (o:
"All of your tomorrows begin today. Move it!" -Susan Hayward 1973