Eww.

[langwidere]

At some point today, I sat on a piece of chocolate. Obviously, since my ass is so damn hot, it melted. I didn't realize this until 8pm or so in my kitchen when, for reasons which will remain mysterious, my hand encountered the seat of my pants.

Is that GUM? was my first thought. In quick succession were, How long was I walking around with

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[kerndy]

Yeah, I would've gone to poo. But then I would've spent a lot of time wondering out it got on the outside of their pants. Anyway, somebody would've told you about it at work, so it was probably on the bus, I'd say. Like I always say: Public transportation would be great if you could just keep the public off of it.

[skogkatt]

Ick. I'm sorry.

Not in your hands.

[krud42]

I'm sure nobody thought that when they saw it. Because what are the odds of poo being on the outside of your pants? Seriously. (But I know it doesn't make one any less self-conscious/embarrassed about it.)

Never mind that when I read that it was melted chocolate, I thought, "Are you sure?..."

Re: Not in your hands.

[langwidere]

Yeah, but I didn't think "Hey, outside of pants is not very susceptible to poo" but I'm glad you've pointed this out. It's a little less worrisome now. ;)

Though, I did keep absentmindedly checking the seat of my pants on the way home today to make sure something similar didn't happen. heh.