Now you’re speaking my languageI have a good
story
Picture this, seven, riding a Schwinn bike with a banana seat and popping wheelies up the street with friends. I chose to ignore my bodily functions in pursuit of none stop fun. Then the urge tohit hard.
I made it to the driveway - toilet
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releasing, while simultaneously hitting the 3” curb. It was a huge
that turned into a pancake
Especially after my ass jammed back down into the seat……overcoming much internal embarrassment, this seven year old brain focused on hiding the evidence. Phase one, get past Mom without a guilty face or a funny walk. Phase 2 , peel chocolate pancake into toilet,
Phase 3, scuttled undies 🥹 into the back corner of the closet on my brothers side……Mom eventually found them a month later and that’s where phase 4 came in, deny, deny
and blame it on your brother
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I’ve definitely gone home with less clothes on than I left the house with for similar reasons as well as I do have a spare pair of boxers and a roll of TP in my van, but you trying to hide your dookied up drawers in the back of the closet is priceless
