If the person you were out on a date, "messed" his/her pants, what would you do ?

Question

...out on a date WITH....

Answer 1

Feel really bad about it for them and try to get them home or a bathroom asap

Just they way I am

Answer 2

Well, let's see here. There was that time Janet Sanders and I went to the nifty restaurant on the way to Malibu - you know the one, it's right there on Coast Highway and sticks out over the water, kind of a long, low rambling affair. Drat, haven't been there in a long time; the Sea Lion? Nahh - drat.

Well, so there we were, just finished the obligatory 20 minutes in the bar, got to our table and she looks at me with total horror. "I gotta get out of here NOW!" she hissed across the table. "NOW! NOW! NOW!" She told me to give her my sports jacket too.

Then she jumped up, tied the arms around her waist and left the coat hanging like a loincloth over her backside. She told me to come on, come on, we have to run to the car. I tossed some money on the table, apologized to the matre'd' on the way by, and just followed her outside.

The mystery clererd up when she untied my coat and tossed it onto the back seat. Unexpectedly, her period had begun just about the time we got our table.

I ripped up PCH to that funky little village there where one of the side roads comes down out of the hills, to the combination 7-11 and gas station. Janet had me get her the ladies' key and then she hid in the can while I bought her the supplies needed. Unfortunately that did not include a new skirt for her, so she had to wash hers out in the sink and twist it as dry as could be. My coat we tossed in the trash can.

Then I got us some 7-11 snacks so hunger wouldn't wipe us out and took her home. She was very embarrassed and upset, and I was thinking about a good night shot to Hades. And a rather nice coat, too.

We met again about two weeks later - at a Hamburger Heaven down there on Santa Monica Boulevard. She presented me with a large box (yeah, a very, very nice new coat), and paid for lunch. Good thing it was a Saturday - she had another really nice way of showing her wish to make up for that embarrassing night, and it took us both a long time to work things out.

Poor girl was so distressed she insisted we kiss and make up right there beside the car in the lot. Darnit, now that's an apology I would like to have repeated ....

Hey, anyone seen Janet lately? Last time I saw her, she was at her apartment on St. Gertrude Place doing a giant doobie ....

Answer 3

If I liked him, I would take him back to my place, give him a bubble bath and scrub his @rse clean, and let him borrow a pair of my short shorts. The sight of him in my shorts would turn me on so much, that we would probably then have passionate sex.

If it was somebody I didn't like, I would point and laugh, and tell everyone within earshot what happened.

Answer 4

first thing i would say is "you need to change your pants". It could possibly be something that they could not prevent, especially if they have irritable bowel syndrome. It would not turn me off against them, its a fact of life, its just that maybe they couldnt make it to the bathroom in time.

Answer 5

Depends.

Answer 6

I'd build them a trap door to their pants! lol!

If I really liked her, I would crap in my pants so that we can both feel sh*tty together!

Sometimes when the fit hits the shan, you gotta stand tall and take it like a man!

Answer 7

my girlfriend in grammar school did that on a ride we went on at an amusement park class trip. She said she sat in spit. I said woa that's alot of spit. Then she said it was 7-up. I let it drop. Years later she grew up HOT. But I don't know if she wets anymore.

Answer 8

I would try not too laugh or be sick,But I would make some excuse and get the hell outta there.

Answer 9

take them home
then hope i didn't get what ever they had to cause them to $hit in their pants

Answer 10

try and make a run for it and dont look back and hope he knows never to call