Embarassment/Shame
I was once on a school trip, and it was in an old Tudor building. Being young school children (Year 6 this must have been) we all made up stories about how this place was haunted by various ghosts and ghoulies.

And being all but a wee nipper, I was naturally scared by what might happen to me if I left the warm safe haven of my beddybies. So scared in fact that I didn't want to walk across the room to go to the toilet.

Now, you can hold it and hold it but there's a point which you get to where it's too much and you just have to give in. Now, I thought "Right, that's it. No ghost is gonna scare me" and I sat up abruptly, forgetting the current turtle neck situation. I felt a warm squishyness in my pants and realised the tragedy of which had befallen me.

So I swaggered across the room (John Wayne style) pretending to make a joke of it, and I thought I'd gotten away with it.

So, I go into the toilet thinking "Hmm, this will be simple, just turn these inside out and plop the little fella inside the toilet bowl"

*splat*

The turd came out of my undies and landed on the floor just in front of the toilet. BUT, I hadn't noticed, I just cleaned up my undies, finished the job and walked out leaving a nice little package on the floor behind me.

Just as I climbed into my warm bed, one of my friends from the same dorm goes into the toilet. After a short amount of time, sure enough, there were sounds of displeasement coming from the bathroom.

He runs out blaming me for having shat on the floor (which is fair enough, I might aswell have just taken a dump IN FRONT of the toilet) and wakes everyone up to tell them about it.

LUCKILY for me however, everyone else was asleep, so I managed to blag that I never saw anything and it must have been him because it wasn't there when I was.

So a teacher comes in to see what the noise is all about, I blamed him and he blamed me. The thing is, I was always a good kid, and he was always in trouble, so she was more inclined to belive me :D.

The best part was when he was thinking of excuses, they had a cat which he blamed it on, he even said the cleaner could have done it.

Still to this day I decline it was ever me, even though everyone knows it was.

(I can't belive I'm publically admitting to this)
(el maggo t3h 1st, Fri 25 Nov 2005, 0:54, Reply)