Whilst recounting glorious tales of heroism and derring-do on the pop, the subject turned to when one inevitably sharts oneself due to the combination of to much alcohol and too much iffy food. The last time this happened to myself and an oppo was in Budapest followinga particularly howling 72 hour maelstrom of debauchery. My oppo had a full on colon empty into his tattered grey undies, like the true gentleman he is, he maintained wear of the kacks until return to the hotel, where he rinsed them in the bidet, hung them on the balcony to dry and duly donned them the next morning. I am not so cultured, I scuffed my duds enroute to the airport and duly ditched them in the airport shitters, making sure the mess was uppermost to upset the next occupant. The next occupant was my mate, who couldn't hide his mirth and told the entire departure lounge as I lay on the floor in tired, drunken convulsions of mirth. Fellow English speaking tourists didn't seem to share our joy. So what do you do when you spatter your gruds? Ditch? Fight through? Wave them around? Stay silent? Recycle? Perhaps someone can enlighten me as to the correct pantshatting SOP? Edited because I'm shiters.