So this guy was hanging out with my roommate, who's a girl, and a friend of hers from work. They're hanging out, getting drunk, blah blah blah, and then when things wind down, he ends up going home with my roommate's friend. A drunken hook-up is definitely on the table, but then they pass Golden State Park, and he's like, “I'm gonna go shit in the park.” And she goes, “If you shit in the park, I will never talk to you again.” So he gives in to the pressure and backs down.

So they continue on to her place - for some reason she still intends to hook up with this guy - but somewhere between the park and home, unbeknownst to her, the shit happened. In his pants.

So he goes into the bathroom and says he wants to take a shower. As if that was a perfectly normal thing to do when you go home with a girl you just met. But anyway, he takes a total brown shower, and then when he gets out, he's like, “Can I borrow some pants?”

Then for some reason, the guy still thinks that sex is gonna happen, so he goes for it, wearing her pants. This girl may be drunk, but she's not retarded, so he ends up on the couch.

The next morning, the guy conveniently forgets what went down the night before. And I guess he didn't realize he was wearing girl pants until he left, because he tried to hook up again before he gave up and went home.

The insane thing is that a couple nights later, the same guy is having dinner with my roommate. I guess he thinks that girls don't tell each other about this kind of stuff, because when they go outside to have a cigarette, he leans into her and real quiet he says, 'God, I've really gotta take a shit.' So now we think maybe this guy isn't just a drunk shitter - he might be a full-on shit freak. - Erick, San Francisco