The Beginner’s Guide to Pretending You Didn’t Crap Yourself at Target
Let’s skip the foreplay here. You just shit yourself in Target. Not “had a little accident.” Not “experienced some discomfort.” You literally just turned your pants into a biohazard while standing next to a display of Live, Laugh, Love wall decals that are somehow less embarrassing than what’s currently happening in your underwear. And now…
