I used to fish with a guy named Mike who had a deep-V MonArk that was really hard to pee out of. To remedy that, he kept a 3-foot piece of PVC pipe in his rear motor well he called his "pee extender".
One December day were were fishing 3 in his boat on Cumberland when a flock of geese appeared on the horizon. Quickly, Mike shouted to the guy in the back, who had never fished with us before: "Hurry, grab that goose call behind you and call 'em in!"
Sure enough, he grabs this piece of PVC, puts it up to his lips and makes like Dizzy Gillespie. Mike and I say nothing, other than to compliment him on his excellent calling ability.
About 20 minutes later, Mike announces, "Man, I gotta pee", heads to the back of the boat, and uses the pee extender for its real purpose.
You should've seen the look on the other guy's face.
