Chrissy and I always joke about worst possible times to shit your pants… We’ve assembled a short list (shart list?) of our own personal worst-case scenarios. Many of them stem from other fears (for instance, Chrissy’s intense fear of flying means her most-feared shart scenario is at the beginning of an international flight)… Others include:
And, of course, my new worst fear: While running a race.
In other news, I ran a 10K this morning. First one. Went well. Vegas half marathon in 3 weeks. YAY!
Whoa, that guy spilled chili all over himself!
I don’t have to I’m looking at it
just imagine running a marathon and shitting yourself and never stopping! lol