One night in college my friend Ryan and I got retarded drunk drinking Flaming Dr. Pepper's... Apparently I passed out on the couch at his apartment and when I woke up the next morning I sat up and had this strange feeling like I had pissed in his fridge. Didn't think much of it until about 5 minutes later when Ryan woke up and came out to his fridge to get something to drink... at this point I still hadn't put two and two together. Our brief conversation went like this:
Ryan: WTF? Why does everything look wet in here?
Me: Huh?
Ryan: Yeah... it's definitely all wet in the fridge.
Me: Really? What do you think it is, O.J. or something?
Ryan: Could be, don't know but something must have spilled...
Me: You should be more careful when you drink Ryan.
That's it... that was the end of our conversation. He proceeds to clean out his fridge while I slowly come to the shocking realization that I am a certified maniac with bladder issues. I never told him about me peeing in his fridge until 3 years later at his wedding reception. He took it well. True story.
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