It's when you go to Vegas for the weekend and get so pie-eyed the
first night, you go up to your room to pass out. When you awake you are face down in your own vomit and covered in your own feces. You then realize it's Monday and your plane leaves in an hour. Not knowing what else to do, you drop your stool caked shorts in the garbage on the
housekeeping cart as you leave.
true story.