so one sunny morning at windells i was ripping some dank ass, STRAIGHT FILTH! My group decided they wanted to take a Palmer lap and i was down with that. So we get to the lift line (which was long as fuck with a bunch of ski racers in it) and i felt a nice fart coming so i gave a little push and BAM fucking shit in my pants. My mind was racing like hell. like what do i do? My group was getting close to the front of the line but i knew i was not about to sit in shit filled pants on the chairlift because that would make the situation 100x worse. So i yelled to my ginger coach, "yo im gonna go use the bathroom ill meet you guys up at the top."
So i find a port a potty right to the side of the lift get in the port a potty and look at all the gear I have on and just think fuck if i have to take all this stuff off its going to take forever. So I put both hands in the little weiner hole and ripped the boxers off. Luckily all the shit was contained in the boxers so i was gucci. Also i was lucky because they were those shitty American eagle boxers with the white stretchy fabric around the top. Anyways i got a clean rip of the fabric right off the stretchy fabric. Then i just left the shit filled boxers inside the port a potty next to the shitter hoping that some little ski racer girl would set her helmet on it.
rode the rest of the day but naked in my snowpants with the american Eagle band riding up my chest.
Moral of the story, if you gotta shit while waiting in the palmer line dont let a fart slip, it could be a tragic experience.....
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