A few years back I went out with a girl and we both proceeded to drink waay too much. We went back to my place and pass out. The next morning I woke up and see her scrubbing my carpet. I asked what was going on and she started crying, telling me she'd peed on herself and the carpet after trying to find the bathroom in the middle of the night. Poor girl had made it to the door but couldn't figure out the lock in her drunken state, so she'd peed herself and just slunk back to bed after ditching her shorts.

About a week later she came over again with a bottle of wine and an adult diaper and we wound up acting out the bar shootout scene from Desperado on my living room floor, so I'm glad I gave her a second chance.