I think others will agree that when the guy next to you says, "Geez, you're fucking HUGE", it never gets old.  

It was the urinal..

You don't give any good reason.

some wag would always write above the flusher "Please do not eat large mint."

...far enough away from the urinal to be seen.  It used to be called "trolling for queers", something Coeur-de-Liar apparently is still doing.

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You have to push your belly into the urinal just so you don't pee on your shoe.   I didn't know it was "called" something, but it looks like YOU do.  Why is that, or do I even need to ask? Bwahahahahahaha

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said that to me once, and I just looked at him and said, "And its deep, too."

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Is your dick so little that if your concentration is broken, it may “break free” and get piss all over you??

are going to be clueless about your point.  Some will even call you gay for TALKING while peeing.  How they connect the dots on that is beyond me.  One of the funniest moments I will always remember was standing next to my brother as we talked until we were both done, at which time he said, "Thanks for sharing this quality time with me."  Lol

Yep! As a young boy-child, I would “exaggerate” about being well endowed. Now, as a full grown man.... “My dick has always been plenty long enough for me!” I’ve came every time! Well, at least first pop! LOL

There is a lot of bad urinal etiquette out there:

Why you so butt-hurt? You ashamed of your shit? lol!

..i only get nervous if they start talking to me in the stalls!!!...

... want to talk to people standing in the grocery store check out line.

Ballparks and other venues had a big trough = zero privacy. I seem to remember a trough at Fenway in the middle of the room with guys all around so you were looking directly at the guys opposite you, separated by a 2 foot porcelain chasm.

I remember these types being everywhere, mostly porcelain, but sometimes steel.  I hated them as being short as a kid because oftentimes, the adult standing next to you was shooting his stream straight at the back and it would splash back on your arms.