I p*ssed in a Lucozade bottle the other day whilst watching football on the TV, so that I wouldn't have to go upstairs and miss it. Of course I emptied the bottle before using it for drinks but for some reason my colleagues still thought I was behaving like an animal.

Boys will be boys.

Sing up ya bums

Cheltenham director Ian Renton told the BBC: "It's the last thing we want to see on the front of the papers after an extraordinary good day's racing.

Other than the shooting of horses, or someone being sick on themselves after getting s**tfaced all day. For an enterprise entirely based on exploiting peoples vice for gambling that's dependent on the exploitation of animals controlled through selective breeding processes, its very moralistic.

Ironically, you'd struggle to find a glass to p*ss in at a football match. In fact, you'd get thrown out and probably banned for having the glass.

"One Nation Under God, has turned into One Nation Under the Influence of One Drug"
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My cousin - a palace supporter onge regaled me with the story of him needing a piss at a madness concert in a london park. He gathered his mates around him , pissed in his plastic pint glass and then launched it backwards into the crowd. Classy lad in his day my cousin.

Standard practice at gigs and festivals. I have, regrettably, been caught in several warm showers over the years.

I always try to convince myself that it wasn't the case. Just one of the special experiences of festivals.

Still it could be worse, they were hurling bags of human s**t as well as bottles of piss at Daphnie and Celeste at Reading festival.

"One Nation Under God, has turned into One Nation Under the Influence of One Drug"
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