See, if I was a braver... or possibly stupider... man, and drunk, and bored... and probably some other conditions involving money, I'd do that, and return here to tell you the result.

Of course, it'd just be my luck that I'd strike a gay guy at the urinal and then I might be in way over my head. Of course, he might be like listersgirl's encounter, and pull some lipstick out of his pants. I can feel starfishchick getting excited already.