The kind of thing you hear when you're late to the party.

A few years ago, I was invited to a ladies' weekend. Most of the other women got away from work at noon and arrived a lot earlier than I did.

So, when I got there, they. were. drunk. Really drunk. Which was fine. None of us was going to drive anywhere. And, as long as didn't set out to catch up that night (always, always, always a bad idea), it was all good.

This was the discussion I had with someone who, I'm sure, did not remember any of it.

Her: Omigod, you're an EDITOR???

Me: Yup.

Her: My friend and I are totally working on a book! It's going to be the best book ever! EVER! Do you want to hear the title?

Me: Of course!

Her: Everybody Shits Their Pants! Wanna hear what it's about?

Me: Is it about someone shitting their pants?

Her: YES! Yes it is!! Because our theory is that everybody shits their pants. And if they say they haven't shit their pants as an adult, they're either lying or they're ABOUT to shit their pants! Because everybody shits their pants. So that's the title.

Me: So is it about the fact that people lie about shitting their pants?

Her: No, that's stupid. It's stories we're collecting from friends and strangers about times when they've shit their pants. It's gonna be so good. Do you have a good shityerpants story?

Me: I have so many great ones, I'd have take some time to make a choice. Can I get back to you? 

Her: Of course! Cool. I'll come find you later.

And I didn't see her for the rest of the night.

And I have yet to see the book on Amazon (you can bet your shitty pants I check from time to time). So there's still time to get your shitty stories in there, folks!