I was at the park one day, sitting on this boulder... there were two next to each other that everyone would climb and sit on. My best friend's cousin (who later became my crush) came over to the park to throw out a garbage bag that didn't fit in their can. We started talking for a while, totally bull sh*tting. Just having a good time. I was maybe 12 or 13 at the time.
Well, the guy decided to start spinning the bag of garbage around. The inevitable happened- the bag broke. It sent garbage flying everywhere, mostly towards me. The next minute the only thing I felt was slimy gooey crap on me. I freaked out because I now had someone's left over thrown out, rotting spaghetti all over me.
It took two showers and half a bottle of shampoo to get all of it (and the smell) out of my hair.
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