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Yeah, I did it at work. For lunch, I brought in some leftover ziti with vodka sauce. The sauce had seperated, but I didn't think anything of it. A couple hours after lunch, I thought I had to fart, but it turned out to be much more than that.
Found a bag, threw my underwear out in a little-used restroom. I found a pair of long underwear in my car that I used for the rest of the day; unfortunely, it was hot and humid outside that day.
I didn't want to remember that; thanks, alicat.
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