Gotta go

This post is about a situation I was faced with about a two years ago. Some of you might have even heard this story. The setting is here in Alabama. I was out on a job site in Talladega overseeing the construction of a new stamping facility. I drove everyday from Calera to Talladega, which took me about 45 minutes to an hour each way depending on how heavy my foot got that day. This particular day was a hot one. I had downed like 3 gallons of water, gatorade, and tea. We knocked off at about 4 pm. As I was heading back to the company car, it hit me, I had to pee. It wasn't a strong urge so I said to myself "You can hold this big guy." So I did. I hit the road and as I continued my drive, the sensation to pee got stronger. As I approached 459, the sensation was pretty intense. So now I am laying on the gas because I still have another 25 minutes to go before I get home. By the time I hit 65, my bladder was a full capacity. It was blow and go time. But as soon as the intensity level heightened, it totally went away. I didn't have to get the hose out and water the grass anymore. So I knew I had to get me some dinner so I pulled off at the Alabaster exit and into Chic-Fil-A. The second after I ordered my food, the urge hit me like like a fat chick on her way to the buffet. The hair on my neck stood up and I got the chills. I started doing like anyone of us would do and started shaking my leg back and forth. I was shaking so hard the car was rocking back and forth. When it was my time to pull up and pay, I was sweating I had to pee so bad. I handed the girl the money and waited for my food. Oh the pressure had built up to far. The warning lights were flashing and I couldn't shake my legs fast enough to dull the sensation. So I sat back and let go. I peeed all over myself. I've never felt so much weight lifted off my shoulders. After I let out an aaaaahhh, I realized what just happened due to the immense heat the pee was putting off. When they say our internal body temp is 98.6, they mean it, I was recieving 2nd degree burns on my inner thighs. As I drove home and became apparent how much I had peeed on myself. My shirt was wet up to my chest and my pants down to my knees. I literally soaked myself. All that pee had made me thirsty. So I did like Bear Grille does and Survivor and drank it out of my shirt. Just kidding, that is disgusting. So I proceeded on to the house where I went and showered and ate. I went back out to clean the seat in the company car. Luckily they were leather seats and didn't have any major damage. To this day, that is worst I have ever had to go to the bathroom in my life. I know what many of ya'll are thinking. Ooooh Gross!! I know good and well a couple of ya'll reading this have either peeed or pooped on yourself at some point in the past 5 years. You won't admit it but you have.