I shit myself on the way home from work. Was actually trying to get the deadbolt open on the door and sharted, but it was more like a shit with a fart mixed in. Ate at Chilis earlier that day...thing was is I was clipping along the last stretch of road to my subdivision doing aobut 60 (35 mph limit) and some mother ****** in an old beater pulls in front of me and goes 20, costing me a very valuable minute or two. I could not pass. One lane each way and too narrow and traffic, turns, a bridge, etc. Chucked out the underwear and sent the pants to the cleaners with shit all over them..
:fatboy:<------about what I looked like in the garage trying to get the door open.