Well, it's been six years now so I think I'm man enough to admit it.
I once shit in my pants.
I was walking home from school one day (didn't take a bus cause I lived close to my high school) while I had to take a shit really bad. I was holding it in all damn day cause I hate using public bathrooms. I'll only use one if I can't hold it in any longer. Anyway, about half way home it really got to me. I knew I couldn't hold it in any longer.
Like a dumbass i started running down the street. I must of looked like a duck running away from you when chasing it through the park.
I got to my block but, I didn't make it.
There I was, in the middle of the street with shit in my pants. Now of course I haddent shit myself out. Just enough came out to "relieve the pressure" I guess.
Good thing I was wearing briefs back then so everything was concealed to just one area of my pants. Thank God nobody was home. Sister was at school, parents at work.
I got home, went to the bathroom, finished what I had started down the street, and threw my underwear away. I'm sure anybody who reads this would have guessed that I couldn't throw them in the hamper like that.
I double bagged 'em and that was that.
I did of course take a shower afterwards. Miraculously my pants were fine.
Through that experience I learned that who cares if you leave class for a long time and come back and everyone knows why you took so long. Yeah you'll feel like they're looking at you, but at least you didn't shit your pants.
:takeshit:
I once shit in my pants.
I was walking home from school one day (didn't take a bus cause I lived close to my high school) while I had to take a shit really bad. I was holding it in all damn day cause I hate using public bathrooms. I'll only use one if I can't hold it in any longer. Anyway, about half way home it really got to me. I knew I couldn't hold it in any longer.
Like a dumbass i started running down the street. I must of looked like a duck running away from you when chasing it through the park.
I got to my block but, I didn't make it.
There I was, in the middle of the street with shit in my pants. Now of course I haddent shit myself out. Just enough came out to "relieve the pressure" I guess.
Good thing I was wearing briefs back then so everything was concealed to just one area of my pants. Thank God nobody was home. Sister was at school, parents at work.
I got home, went to the bathroom, finished what I had started down the street, and threw my underwear away. I'm sure anybody who reads this would have guessed that I couldn't throw them in the hamper like that.
I double bagged 'em and that was that.
I did of course take a shower afterwards. Miraculously my pants were fine.
Through that experience I learned that who cares if you leave class for a long time and come back and everyone knows why you took so long. Yeah you'll feel like they're looking at you, but at least you didn't shit your pants.
:takeshit:
