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Always, always, always carry spare underwear, pants and dress shirt in your car.

I understand this. I simply refuse to do so because it would effect the funny of any story that would be told if the case arose in which new underwear, pants, and dress shirt would be required.
 
I shit myself on the side of the road one time and had to drive an hour home in a company vehicle wearing nothing but a fluorescent safety vest.
 
I shit myself on the side of the road one time and had to drive an hour home in a company vehicle wearing nothing but a fluorescent safety vest.

A story that should have never left home.
 
I shit myself on the side of the road one time and had to drive an hour home in a company vehicle wearing nothing but a fluorescent safety vest.

Not even a paper towel as a seat cover? Ass-to-seat?
 
2nd commercial for AT&T girl...I was ahead of the curve on that one.
 

Hell I don't know, I think I read that on one of those autocorrect text message funnys. I've been calling my brother skittletits lately because he doesn't have full blown manboobs yet but they are starting to form.
 
Hell I don't know, I think I read that on one of those autocorrect text message funnys. I've been calling my brother skittletits lately because he doesn't have full blown manboobs yet but they are starting to form.

Oh, it made me laugh. Enough that I'm going to start using it. :lol
 
This used to be THE place for poop stories, but it's like some kind of warp zone now.
 
Mind if I take a dump in here?
 
You are suggesting that I do not learn from my mistakes, but I will be back soon to tell the story...in the hopes that we all can learn from the poor decisions I made, which led to me standing in the middle of a thankfully lonely GA red dirt road in the beams of a Jeep Cherokee at dusk, tossing the last remnant of clothing I had over a barbed-wire fence...and frantically wrapping that fluorescent safety vest around my person as I crawled back into the Jeep.
 
You are suggesting that I do not learn from my mistakes, but I will be back soon to tell the story...in the hopes that we all can learn from the poor decisions I made, which led to me standing in the middle of a thankfully lonely GA red dirt road in the beams of a Jeep Cherokee at dusk, tossing the last remnant of clothing I had over a barbed-wire fence...and frantically wrapping that fluorescent safety vest around my person as I crawled back into the Jeep.

So you left your vest in the Jeep? No dumping here without said vest.
 
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