I HAD to go one dark, cold, snow on the ground and quiet night. Peak. Upscale residential area.
No-one was home. Walked up the sidewalk. Couldn't hold it any longer. Total darkness.
With the package under one arm, I pulled the Big Johnson out.
Probably peed a golden arch 4 feet out from where I was standing.
That's all it took. My pee crossed the motion line and turned on every light, including all the Christmas lights and loud music. The place lit up like a stadium at a night game.
I never held back or cut it short. I kept pouring it on. In fact, since I was caught, and the whole yard was lit up, I wrote my first name in cursive in the snow. Got done and made the delivery. Professional.