@MarsMudoken Nice.
In sixth grade, we had a substitute teacher. She had to be the worst sub ever - she was strict, she was harsh, and she told us all that she hated kids.
Upon asking to go to the bathroom, She denied me. This was natural, and acceptable thing to do. I waited like the obedient child I was and asked again later. Again she denied me. This went on for a while, about 20 minutes.
Finally I could wait no longer and ran from the room, ignoring my teachers outraged cries.
When I arrived at my destination, my body made it's own decision, and I pissed myself.
In an effort to cover up the smell and go home early, I thought throwing up on myself would be a good idea. Unfortunatly for me, I had spent all remaining class time in the bathroom trying to get myself to do it.
School ends at 3:15. My dad arrived at 3:30. I had to wait for my dad in soaked jeans, soiled shirt, with everyone else walkign past me and making snide comments. The bastards.
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