I just moved to Toronto, have no job, and am living in a van. But I will do my best.
Related: is having to pee in a bottle and pour it down a sewer drain on the way to job interviews a suitable life hammer?
maybe in canada. here in the good ol u s of a, we refer to a bottle of pee as a 'trucker bomb' and they are to remain sealed until such a time as a creative use for them is found. i usedta squat my 3 decker's attic and had mad cherry cola bottles of pee. me and dirtnek were enroute to this older pediphile jerk's house to pour them on his truck and his 3 decker hallway cause he wouldn't release our footage [that's a recurring theme in my life].
so we poured all sorts of urine on dude's property and i'll assume it smelled bad[?] then we were at honey farms and nek still was in possession of 20 oz of piss. this big ass black guy was the clerk du jour and he demanded the bottle. nek goes 'you don't want this' but clerk was adamant that nek turn it over so he did. we were drunk so it's not a huge logical leap to think the gentleman believed the contents to be molson ice.
for anyways, we be a hasty retreat after giving the man the bottle and i avoided honey farms for a few days cause dude was huge and i was worried about revenge. never saw him again so maybe he quit but i'd like to think my fermented piss was lethal. RIP.