Pollee, You Freak Me Out.

I am not coordinated.  This means a couple things: I trip a lot and I can seldom pee outside successfully.  Going to outdoor festivals is generally an exercise in bladder-control and patience.  Men can pee anywhere and so long as it's nowhere near me I am totally cool with that and a little jealous.  Apparently other women feel the same - thus the creation of the Pollee the first women's urinal.    This, in idea, is good.  How public it is and potentially prone to ickiness is what freaks me out. I am particular about what gets near my lady parts.  I'm not quite sure if this meets the bill...

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