Anybody tries that with me in a bathroom, he won’t be trying that again anytime soon.
I thought I was being wise once upon a time in Vegas. I had a pervert peeping under my stall. Since I was there because the urinals were all full when I entered, and I was in full swing, I just aimed about 30 degrees to port and gave the guy a bath. Much to my dismay later, I was told I had probably made the guys day. Where do these perverts come from and why can't we shoot them?