Ugh, I'm waiting in line for the bathroom at a bar and it's just not moving. I strike up a conversation with you while I'm standing there uncomfortable and desperate. I start to feel like I can't wait anymore and despite the fact that you're standing there waiting in line next to me, my bladder betrays me and releases on the floor. You see my pee dribble down my leg as it puddles. To top it off, I dump a load in my shorts. I'm embarrassed to ask but will you please help me clean up
