I sh*t my pants on the way to a fancy dinner party in Bolivia (and got away with it)

In part 2 of Shitting My Pants & The Death of My Father, I tell Mike about the time I shit my pants while I was about to leave the house for a fancy dinner party in Bolivia. And when I say “about to”, I mean my wife and a close friend were waiting in the car and I shit my pants while walking out the front door of our apartment.

And I got away with it too.