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Messy Embarrassment
When I was 15 I went to a school disco even though I was feeling very ill. I had an upset stomach and was on and off the toilet all night. But when I bumped into the girl I fancied I was too embarrassed to have to explain why I had to keep disapperaing so I tried to hold it all in. Big mistake!! SHe asked me to dance and so I did, only I'm a patheticly inadequate dancer and she burst out laughing. If that wasn't embarrassing enough I then realised that the cake I had just begun to eat had nuts in whi9ch I am very slightly allergic to. I started coughing and spluttering everywhere with pits of cake pebble dashing this girls face. And so things were starting to look irreversibly embarrassing, the sort of levels of embarrassment that can't even be turned into a ubiquitous chuckle. The coughing seemed to have subsided as she, very appalled, started to tentatively flick pieces of spittle mixed cake off of her face, but then one big last cough took me utterly by surprise. The force of this horrendously disgusting cough illuminated my ongoing bowel disorder with ghastly chaos as a thick treacly mix absorbed into my trousers accompanied by the sound that only someone stepping heavil into a peat bog could make, and followed by a smell that only something in a sewer could disappointingly attempt to compete with. The whole night was a miserable experience, and trying to hold face I simply shrugged my shoulders and left to go home.