Hi im Karlia. Im 19. Sadly this story is not about me. It is about my boyfriend Ethan (who is 21 and able to drink. i didnt drink tho only the older friends). Ok so I was having a party at my house. Most people crashed and had to get rides home. Ethan got really drunk and just spent the night. at like 1:30 PM i decided to go wake him up. I told him he should probably be getting home. he just mumbled. i shouldve thoujght about one thing. He was trying to tell me something but i didnt feel it was very important. it takes like 30 mins to get to his house. he was acting a little strane when we were about to leave. i thot he was just hungover. so we get leaving and hes like bouncing up and down in the seat. i thought he was having a spaz attackor sumthing. i was like r u ok? hes like im fine! ur the one that didnt listn. im just like ok then. after about ten mins he says can u like pull over or sumthing. y i sed.hes like i really gotta piss. im like cant u wate? i dont know! he shouts. then it hits me. he wasw trying to tell me he had to piss b4 we left. it got quiet. then he says can u find sum where 2 stop at at all? im going to piss myself. i dont know. he started grabbing his dick and being drunk. i sware im going to piss myself if udont pull over. i just ignore him. he started scrambling looking for a bottle or sumthing. i say sorry no bottles ur just gonna have 2 w8. he got mad. fuck. cant u just pull over. i pull into a nearby mcdonalds and he cant even sit up. when he did he doubled over in pain. i felt so bad 4 not listng. he looked funny trying to walk. i help him inside. just our luck the mens room is out of order. sohe literally sprints outside. and then hi9s zipper gets stuck sohe ended up pissing himself anyway. what a lucky day. now he claims that didnt happen. (He cant even remember) thats how drunk he was. i still laugh to this day.