In elementary school, there were many times I was just too busy to go to the bathroom to relieve myself. I was busy. Being a gymnast for 12 years brought its fair share of unsolicited pee releases — squirts and spills galore, actually, with nowhere to hide. So at eight years old, I began saving lunch money and ironed for my mom so that I could buy leotards for myself. Choosing dark polyester-patterned getups was the safest bet. Some girls would wear panty liners, but I thought that more embarrassing because you could see them through the leotards.
Surely it happens throughout the world — even in the USA. Sometimes there are no public restrooms or bars to relieve oneself. But come on, people! Make SOME effort to find someplace!
Men are obsessed with breasts, they suckle on them as babies, and the allure of bottoms entices their horny hands as if with some celestial force. The appeal of girls peeing comes from some atavistic kink in the male genome. Like canines marking their territory, girls peeing is feral, primitive, earthy. Freud described the libido as psychosexual energy: the driving force behind all human behaviour.
Why do French men have to pee everywhere? Are the French alone in this pastime or are the Brits the only ones with an aversion to peeing in public? Well really! They were quite put off their cucumber sandwiches.