When I was in boot camp, uhm, it was tricky at times to use the head. Reason I could tell but as my stress monster always said, what goes on in the house stays in the house.
Anyhow, we were about 3/4 of the way in boot. We were out at the old abandon air fields on Parris Island for our combat training. It was dark and half the platoon had to whiz like mad. Not wanting ruin my limited skivies as we marched by peeing in them I decided to have a go at a walking pee. I slowed down a bit to open the space between me and the guy in front, told the guy behind to watch for debris. It was so dark you could barely see the guy in front of you, awesome site to see the stars out there. Anyhow, unbotton the old cammies and whipped it out, did a wide step so I would not whiz on myself and man, what a relief!!! It was like heaven on earth I had to go so bad!! Not long after that there were guys whizzing all thru the platoon!!!
Ahhh, good times, I look back on boot camp and the things we did, had done, yeah, I'd do it again!!!