This happened to my 52 year old father, but I was an eyewitness. We were at Disney World, the Polynesian Resort, to be specific. After attending the Luau dinner outside and watching the Pacific Islander dancers, my father began to feel a bit ill. I had drank 4 glasses of water to quench myself from the heat (July). So after the Luau ended, we headed towards the bathroom. Of course it is filled to the brim but a stall opens up (no urinals). Being the selfish individual that I am, I head straight for the stall and start peeing. However, my dad comes up from behind and grabs my shoulder and yanks me from the stall, urine still flowing. Within seconds my dad is in there and stall is locked shut. So I put my member away, zip up my fly, and start roaming the resort for another bathroom.

Unfortunately for my father, those extra seconds he had to spend yanking me from the stall cost him a pair of Polo underwear.

They were found 4 hours later by the janitorial staff in a wadded up ball beside the toilet.

And yes, my dad was wearing shorts.