Men can relief themselves practically anywhere. Always. Women can't. At high distress during an event we are condemned to one of those smelly, plastic boxes that've been roasting in the sun all day. Prince Harry doesn't seem to care. His brother William seems to dislike it as much as I do. I'm sure he would prefer to embrace the group session along the fence.
Monday, 30 November 2009
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