[ WP ] `` Where 's the pisser in this dungeon ? I got ta take a squirt ? ''

The tour guide looked insulted but my frat Bros just laughed. I threw a dip in my mouth and spilt from the group. As I stumbled around I quickly became disoriented and wound up in long hall filled with suits of armor. 
 
 At the end of the line I spotted the freshest medieval gear I had ever seen. I honestly think the bro had metal boat shoes and an izod logo on his chest. I was pretty drunk though so maybe not. 
 
 Then I saw the plaque above his armor. Sir Thad The Dong Windlow. `` The dong, fucking epic!'' I said as I noticed one last piece of the majestic throne to The Dong. 
 
 Every knight had a special item next to their armor. Most were pretty lame like flutes, crosses, and kerchiefs. The dong was special though, this bro had a solid gold chamber pot that you just know doubled as a spitter `` no natty ice cans back in the day!'' I said in my mind. 
 
 To show my honor to the dong I whipped mine out and took a piss. As the first drop hit the gold the world began to spin and warp, growing massive and shrinking at the same time. Tripping balls would be considered an under statement. When the trip stop I was in the same hall but it looked vastly different. 
 
 I then felt a metal fist grab the back of my neck. I turn to see a knight stand tall above me. His visor flips up and I see Oakley glass under neath. 
 
 `` Bro! Bro? Did you fucking piss in my pot? Bro? Are we Eskimo bros? Please tell me you have some fucking skol... Wench! Come meet my new bro wench!''
