I Drank Urine

May 26, 2015 · 1 min read

For as long as I can remember.
I've always been inquisitive.

Once, I urinated into a cup and drank it.

Let me explain

I was 7 years old.
Home alone.
Curious kid.
I just had the urge to find out what my piss would taste like.

I walked into my mama’s kitchen.
Grabbed one of those white classic plastic disposable cups every Nigerian mother owns.
Jogged into the bathroom - one hand hovering over the bath tub clutching the cup, other hand in charge of steering with accuracy.

It began.

I poured gold until enough filled for a decent gulp.
Took a sip.
Immediately spat the contents back out.

It did not fucking taste nice.

Tasted like what any sane adult might imagine.

Curious kid.
m.A.A.d world.


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