TMI Thursday: A Different Kind of Pee Pee Dance

Partying was a regular activity of my senior year in high school. Shit, not even just my senior year, more like my whole high school career. Senior year was the year I partied that hardest. Friend's parents would go out of town and we'd get someone with a fake ID to buy the booze.

There was one friend whose parents would frequently go out of town and he would always have people over. I don't think his parents really cared if he had parties either. Doesn't really matter if they did because we got drunk anyway. Very drunk actually. Drunk to the point where people passed out.

Towards the end of the night we were all hanging out and my friend Deema and I had realized one of our favorite partiers was missing in action so we ventured to find him.

I googled "pee the bed" and this is what came up. I feel bad for this girl because her friends clearly don't like her.

We finally realized he was just passed out in the bed and we decided it would be cute to jump in the bed and cuddle him. Not such a good idea. As soon as we touched the bed spread we realized it was wet. He peed the bed. And we touched it. We jumped out of that bed like we were about to catch something.

Never again will I venture in a drunken person's bed without checking for pee.