One day when I was 6 years old, I had a really runny nose and I wouldn't stop sniffling all over my shirt. Around the same time, I started farting uncontrollably- and keep in mind, this was during a car trip through the middle of nowhere. I felt like going to the bathroom but said nothing to be polite. Eventually, I crapped my pants! It was HORRIBLE! Anyway, I told my dad what we did and we went to a rest stop as soon as we found one, which was 6 minutes of stinky, boogery glory. Those were the days!