This is a story from when I was around 14 years old living in a house with my family in Denmark.
So I had gotten my first PC and decided I should avoid leaving my room for as long as possible.
However, there was one problem. I kept having to pee.
So I would have to open my door, leave my room, walk two steps, open the toilet door, then go to the toilet, then pee, then get back.
That was way too many steps for me. So I came up with this brilliant idea: Bring cups inside your room and pee in them.
So I went to the kitchen and found some coca cola carton cups and brought them to my room. Then I went back to my PC and watched YouTube like usual.
Then I finally had to pee again. It was show time.
I took one of the cups and put it on the floor. And then I realized by toilets are, in essence, giant cups.
It is very hard to aim your pee into a cup on the floor. So I spilled some and midpee grabbed the cup and out it right in front of my penis to stop spilling.
But then the next problem presented itself. The cup was about to overflow.
I scrambled and grabbed another cup and replaced the full cup just before it overflew.
And after finishing the deed, I now had two cups full of my pee in my room.
But then I realized the next stage of bad news. I had to dispose of this pee. I almost went to the toilet to flush them out but that would have defeated the purpose of the entire ideal.
My solution? Throw the pee out of my window. So I did that.
But then the next problem presented itself: The cups I had used smelled bad.
My solution? Throw those out the window as well.
So I did that and then decided from then on I would simply pee in the toilet.
Also a few days after this ordeal I remember coming home from school and being surprised at seeing two coca cola cups under my window. At that point my brain also realized trash doesn’t just disappear.