i did it on the side of the road once. i was driving me and dh home from red lobster one winter night and we were about 5 minutes from home. i turned off the road we were on and dh is like where the heck are you going? i couldn't even talk at this point. i just pulled over, parked and ran into a little woody area and dropped my pants. dh was laughing his ass off, stunned. i felt so relieved after i didn't even care. everytime we drive past where i marked my territory, dh and i laugh.
A couple months ago, I had a horrible stomache virus. The kind where you don't want to be more than 2 feet away from a bathroom at all times. But, before I knew it was THAT bad, I made the mistake of leaving the house after taking some meds. I had a bill that was due, they weren't going to give me any longer to pay it, so I loaded the kids up, drove across town and took care of it. Started driving home when I got that "Ohnoohnoohno" feeling. Pulled into the first gas station I saw, and I was quickly approaching the critical moment! I got out of the car, without turning it off, and started sprinting inside. Well, there was an officer filling up his patrol car, and he yelled after me that my kids were in the car and I needed to get them. To which I responded, without stopping, "I'm sorry sir, but if I stop I am going to shit myself!" Made it to the bathroom, came out, and the officer was standing by my car with a, shall we say bemused, expression on his face. I apolgized for leaving my kids in the car (which I had NEVER done before, but in the time it would have taken me to get them unbuckled and drag them in there with me I would have been literally been in a shitstorm), and explained the situation. He kind of laughed, and said anyone who would yell out what I did while running inside must have been in a fix. He just told me to go home, and not to leave the house--especially with kids--until it cleared up.
Definitely not my finest moment!
I, too, have the bubbley guts. Since having my two kids nothing has been the same. I have shit myself before, more times than I care to try and count. Once the feeling hits me it is go NOW or shit yourself Im not kidding. I wish I was. Once I was on the computer editing pics from a session I just did and I was on a roll when it hit me and I thought I could do just one more step but nope..I shit myself...I had to clean the chair it was so bad.
My brother is the same way. Somewhere on a PA turnpike is his nasty underwear and pants from a long drive home to Ohio.