I've always had a strange facination with these things. It probably reached it's pinacle when the mrs was banging out the boy. She was being weak and had opted for an epidural. This meant she had to be fitted with a catheter. Now for those that don't know hanging around next to a bed waiting for a screaming bundle of joy to pop out is pretty boring and I found myself watching the bag to kill some time. Every now and again I'd be rewarded with a little tinkle of yellow. It did get me thinking, however. I wondered what would happen if I gave it a good squeeze, for example. Would the piss go back up the tube into her again, or would we all be rewarded with a delicious golden shower? I was also toying with the idea of trying to slip stuff in there when no-one was looking. I'd loved to have seen the face of the midwife when she came to empty the sack only to find a chicken drumstick floating in its new marinade. Amongst the ranks of Arrse Users, there are many self-confessed old knackers hanging around. Who's got funny stories off piss bag related shenanigans or desires?