Originally posted on September 01, 2006. I had forgotten all about this silly bit of nonsense until just now 🙂 Sadly, you can no longer buy a bumper sticker or join Frapr (whatever that was.)
This is probably a little more information than any of you will want about me, but that’s what you get for allowing me to post anything I want.
My first couple of years in college I lived in a dormitory on the outskirts of campus. It was set up motel style, with the room doors each leading directly outside. My room was on the backside of the dorm which opened up to a big, grassy field.
Being boys, for reasons I can’t quite remember (other then being boys) me and a bunch of pals would often go into the field and urinate. In fact we did it often enough that we developed a little philosophy about the whole thing. In our prime we got political and ecological about it deciding that it was a waste of energy and water to urinate in a toilet. Sometimes we even got religious determining that man should pee amongst God’s creatures and not in some cramped, smelly, room.
Eventually we formed a club, The American Coalition for Peeing Outside. To this day my college buddies in I will get together periodically and espouse the glories of outdoor urination, and take a celebratory pee.
My dear friend Jamison, had taken the pee to heart and even created bumper stickers and a frapr page.
So I urge you dear brethren, throw off the shackles of indoor urination. Remove thyself from the tyranny of the toilet, and pee outside. Join the ACPO, buy a bumper sticker, sign up on Frapr, and for gawd’s sake, pee outside.
themidnightcafe.org 
You make me laugh. I just peed my pants does that count?
Only if you were outside when you did it.
I wasn’t. I may have violated some sort of ACPO regulation.
The room I used to live in was detached from the house–to use the restroom I had to go into the house. I urinated in a cup for a long time, emptied it in the bushes, and any sign of life where I emptied, just died. Took a really long time to fix that too. Just so you know.
No, you just violated good taste, Kellie.
Durante, you’ve got to spread it around see. The joy of urinating outside is to go places, not go in a cup and dump it in one spot.
FYI, my bumper stickers ar enot for sale on zazzle.com but my tee shirts are…. zazzle will allow bumper stickers in about a month, but we do have an ACPO coffee mug for sale! take a gander@ Great write-up Brew. I have other female pals in hiding that are true member-material. This could be their ticket out of the bushes… no pun intended.
Is this an entry for “Frat Boys gone Wild?” It certainly sounds like it.
Thanks for the laugh for the day.
Well none of were actual frat boys, nor that wild but it was a bit of goofiness that we have extended into adulthood. Just don’t tape us and use it for an informercial.
Quite funny, Brew! I think I’ll go pee now.
I guess I’m a member by default…I married one of the founding members.
Does that count???
Thanks sip. Jules you can only be a member if you pee outside. So hop to it!