Piss-flaps

The drumming soiree is furnished with a row of three Japanese portaloos which I’m forced to use after my can of Kirin. It’s the squat-down variety (still don’t know which is front or back though) and as my piss starts to hit the flap which covers the base of all Japanese toilets, it begins to gape and shut in turns, reminding me of the mouths of the hungry carp in the village ponds.
Karen G