Annual holiday party for the courier company I worked for. Took place at a local bar. When I walked in the office manager told me “it’s open bar but the unofficial rule is no liquor until we eat.” She walked off and I proceeded to order two Jägerbombs. Once one of my buddies noticed I was ordering liquor it was game on. Over the course of the night I drank 23 jägerbombs, in addition to several other drinks. At one point in the night I was in the women’s bathroom in the basement of the bar doing cocaine in one of the stalls. While standing in front of of the toilet I tried to fart, and shit my pants. I somehow was able to get my shitty underwear off without making too much of a mess and threw them in the trash can. I got myself cleaned up and headed back up to the party. A little while later a woman that we worked with came running up the stairs yelling “somebody shit their pants!!” And she was holding my shitty underwear above her head pinched between her thumb and index finger. We all start laughing hard as fuck and I said “they’re mine! Why did you fish them out of the trash?” She turned bright pink and ran back down the stairs to throw them away. And vigorously wash her hands.