i was in middle school and went to olive garden with my parents. the waiter had one of those voices that…you know, that men in the gay community normally have.
and so they had this soup on the menu i wanted called pasta fagioli that i wasn’t sure how to pronounce and also i had social anxiety
and it didn’t go well
Don’t feel too bad. My mum discovered my cousin was shitting himself regularly when he visted our home. I never noticed but my mum told my auntie “Your son is shitting himself every time he comes round. Sort it out”.
Cue a few days later his mum comes round midday when we’re gaming and takes him into the bathroom before bursting out and shouting - “BRING CARRIER BAGS AND A TOWEL!”
I never did find out why he was shitting himself.