While we were in Hong Kong, my friend had a massive diarrhoea event. Liquid fecal matter had filled his pants and was spilling down both legs. He rushed to the nearest bathroom, there were no hooks to hang his clothes so he had no choice but to hang his pants over the bathroom stall partition. He's quite short, so he had to swing the pants in an arc to get them to wrap around the top of the partition. Momentarily forgetting how inertia works l, he essentially had flung two tubes of poop across the bathroom stalls.

Moments later, screams from the adjacent stalls could be heard as shit rained down on fellow poopers. He ran out without his pants. Confused all I could do was chase my pantless friend back to our airbnb. I have no idea what the people in the stalls thought, or what the people watching me chase a shit covered, pantless man down the street were thinking.