I'll tell you a true story--years ago, after a night of partying, me and two guys I worked with were on our way to play golf. When my friend parked the car, he and I started walking to the club house and the other guy just stood behind the car. We asked him if something was wrong, he said he had an accident---sh*t in his pants. He thought it was gonna be a fart


. I told the pro one of our guys had an accident and he told us their showers were downstairs. If you can, picture a wet fart all down his leg


. I bought him some shorts in the pro shop, and I gave him my rain pants from my bag so he could play golf.
The moral to this story is "never trust a fart after a night of heavy drinking"