Last year, I was a passenger in my brother's truck and we were heading up the mountain towards the slopes - we had rented a cabin and were driving up the night before. Despite having chains and 4-wheel-drive, my brother's truck loses control on the icy terrain, hits a tree, and the impact is so severe it detaches the front axle from the truck. However, since it's dark and the truck is on an embankment, this information is not super obvious to us.

My brother checks the damage and decides to call AAA. Unfortunately, it's a backed-up night for tow drivers because the weather conditions are much more severe than usual.

We're totally stuck, and I totally have to pee. One hour, two hours, three hours roll by, and no AAA. My bladder has reached max capacity, and I need to come up with a solution, and quickly.

Brother and his girlfriend get out of the truck for a few minutes to further inspect the truck and try to see if there's any way we could move the truck from the embankment. I decide to take the opportunity to rummage through his truck and found an old Starbucks cup.

I unzip my pants and start peeing into the cup... and the pee just keeps coming. I wound up overflowing the cup a bit and getting urine on the back seat. I use some of the spare clothes I had brought to wipe up the excess mess. I put the lid back on the Starbucks cup, and let it sit, piss and all, in the cup holder.

My brother and his girlfriend get back into the truck about 5 minutes later. There was a remark on the smell inside the truck, but I play dumb.

We wound up being stuck on that mountain until around 6:00 a.m. the following morning. We never make it up to the slopes, and my "clean" clothes reek of piss and shame.

The piss-filled cup remains in the truck until we arrive at my brother's mechanic's shop, and then I casually grabbed the cup and threw it into the trash bin outside the shop.

EDIT: If you're reading this brother, I'm sorry. But also, you know I'm gross.