How do urinal cisterns work?

In article , Peter Stockdale writes

Once it's over the top it over and it flushes.

Also if there is not enough water flushed down often enough. The maintenance of the urinals out weights the savings (build up of crystals).

You don't need that! You could provide your own ...

Mary

There's something I've always wanted to know. Why does (most) male urine smell so nasty compared with (most) female urine? Even blindfolded one could detect the difference if passing by or standing outside.

Mary

What are little boys made of? Snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails That's what little boys are made of !" What are little girls made of? "Sugar and spice and all things nice That's what little girls are made of!"

I should have specified men. Boys' urine isn't offensive. I suppose it must be hormonal ... like sweat only worse ...

Mary

Well, there's what - a hundred million years or more of mammalian evolution, throughout which the (land-based ;-) mail animals have used urine for territorial marking.

You point your willy at it.

You mean the postman?

Mary

That's how the postcode evolved then.

"Mary Fisher" wrote | "Stefek Zaba" wrote | > Well, there's what - a hundred million years or more of | > mammalian evolution, throughout which the (land-based ;-) | > mail animals have used urine for territorial marking. | You mean the postman?

I wish mine would try it; he seems to have a problem with postcodes.

Owain

Well most female urine goes straight into the pan and is flushed away. male urine gets splattered against a wall or inside a urinal that might get flushed occasionally. The smelliest gents tend to be of the wall type so I suspect it's the splash back and drips onto the floor immediatly in front of the trough that "mature" and start to smell.

I've always wondered why you put the courtesy boiled sweets in the urinal?

True, but I think most men are sufficiently house trained to flush when they have had a dump. Any drop in pressure will activate the valve.

Graham

They don't dump in the urinal do they???

Mary

Well, the poster did say "(land-based) mail animals" ...

Mary

That brings up another question.

Sorry if this is embarrassing to the gentlemen hereabouts.

Why do men (gentle or otherwise) always have to do it against something - wall, tree, wheel, fence, whatever? I mean, what's wrong with doing it into thin air (with your back to the wind of course so that you don't get your own back).

Mary

How would you know that?

If girls are made of Sugar and spice and all things nice.

Why do they all smell like that?

In article , Zikki Malambo writes

I've got it. The one, final difference between men and women. I know now what it is. SMELL. Who would have known? I thought there might be some deep spiritual wiring that made women as mysterious as they are, and men as clueless, but no. It's all a matter of odors. I lay out before you my new theory: Given 1: Women smell good. Whether by nature or by their own cunning device, women just smell good. I've often asked female friends to just roll around on our carpet to leave a pleasant odor in our apartment though I haven't had any takers. And why do they smell so nice? I don't know. The better question is why won't they roll around on my carpet? Given 2: Men smell bad. We try, you know. We do shower daily. Most of us even use soap. But the odors are unstoppable (though likely we're just re-applying them after the shower by using that dang stinky towel we forgot to wash AGAIN), whether they be sweat-, breath-, or flatulence-based stenches. Given 3: Women like nice smells. Go to the mall. Count the number of "Bath and Body," "Fragrances R Us," and "Candlerama" stores. There is no limit to the number of smelly-good things that women will collect and enjoy. Given 4: Women DON'T like bad smells. We're getting to a point, honest. What do they say when there's a foul odor emanating from a suspicious room? "Eww, don't go in there!" What do men say? "Eww, dude, get a wiff of this!" That brings us to... Given 5: Men like smells, period. If it smells, it's A-Ok by us. Cinnamon rolls, bacon, pizza, GREAT! Perfume, incense, mint, AWESOME! That's pretty clear. But even if it's nasty, there's an entertainment value that leaves us just giggling like school girls "Dude, that REEKS! [insert giggle here]"

Now then, taking these basic given facts, do we see the underlying psychology that would naturally come into play as each gender fulfils its odour-roles? I'll delineate further: John smells Suzie. She smells good (1). He likes odor (5), so he wants to spend time with her, as she provides an abundant source of odor. Suzie, in hopes that a relationship will mean a plentiful supply of roses (nice-smelling ones) and sweet-smelling chocolate and excuses to wear perfume (3) , accepts an offer to spend time with John. The First Date. Later, Suzie is dismayed that her supply of nice odours has not come, and she's spent time with a stinky, stinky boy (2,4) without being properly rewarded. She suggests a chance to spend more time with him, but he wants to play sports he knows that it will mean getting sweaty and stinky, and stinky is a smell, and he likes smells (5)

The Conflict. Among the options available at this point is a home-made dinner by Suzie. Lasagna, French bread, Martinelli's Mormon Champagne a virtual feast of odours. Overwhelmed by the sensation of so many odours, John becomes a docile addict, giddily bringing sweet-smelling gifts to Suzie. Resolution #1. Another option: Dump John's stinky self and move on to Bill, with a new perfume that will surely entice him to bringing her the requisite fragrant gifts. Resolution #2. Another option: Forget trying to squeeze sweet-smelling water from a big stinky rock, and go home with some Ben & Jerry's and watch "Scents and Sensibility." Resolution #3. Doesn't it all make sense now? Can we see the way the problems in relationships could be solved by the proper conveyance of odours? She's mad? Get flowers. He's distant? Get perfume. I'm a genius.