Category Piss Zine (2020)

I know what you’re thinking: there’s no way this could be a serious concern. And I agree. Piss-tionary is absolutely, undoubtedly, 200% better than Dick Charades.  Dick Charades is elitist and sexist. Waving your junk around isn’t accessible enough for… Continue Reading →

LÜTZEN, GERMANY – Dead long enough to develop a piss fetish, nihilist German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche rose from the grave yesterday to impart new wisdom unto the world. “If you piss into the abyss, the abyss will piss back at… Continue Reading →

Have you ever been through a situation, where due to your sub-optimal judgment, you got yelled at for pissing all over the toilet seat? Have you ever wondered how those alpha males piss in an unbelievable 5 seconds? Have you… Continue Reading →

COLUMBUS, OHIO — After a local little league team’s astounding comeback in the 9th inning of the Small Fry Championship Finals last Saturday, they celebrated in the way they thought anyone else would. With three simple words, those scrappy little… Continue Reading →

We’ve all been there. You passed a rest stop 7 miles back, knowing full well that you had to pee. In doing so, with the next rest stop 63 miles away, you just secured yourself a golden reason to pee… Continue Reading →

Do it. Do it right now, coward. Piss your pants right now. Do it. Make your dreams come true. Piss. Bet you can’t. I’ve got 20 bucks saying you can’t do it now. Go ahead. I’ll wait for you to… Continue Reading →

(St. Louis, MO)- John Lavine, Department Head of the St. Louis Office of sanitation, made a public announcement regarding his resignation from his position. This shocked many community members, but not as much as they were shocked by why Mr…. Continue Reading →

I heard that when you were in high school, you didn’t have a lot of friends, so you resorted to eating lunch in the bathroom stall to avoid the embarrassment of sitting alone. But you’re not the only one who… Continue Reading →

Thursday night, sometime from 11:18 to 11:34, every single week, without fail. I’m lying in my bed, parched as a leopard in the dry African football off-season, when my roommate climbs down from his top bunk, to go relieve himself… Continue Reading →

Created by Zach Levy, Treasurer 

It was the summer of ‘08: Bush was bombing Iraq, Fall Out Boy was on the radio, and golden showers reigned supreme in my suburban neighborhood. The days were strange, indeed. Looking back, however, Romantic zoomer summers have perhaps been… Continue Reading →