Post thanksgiving food poisoning had set in (maybe gramps finger stirred the cranberries) and I was at work auditing powerlines. The job requires hopping fences and lots of hiking. Early in the day, co-worker asks if I want Tim Hortons. I decline. We get to the job and start hiking and jumping fences. Ten minutes later I feel a questionable fart coming on "do I risk shitting myself and letting 'er rip, or do I painfully hold it in?!".... So I accidentally shit in my long underwear.. We continue hiking and jumping fences. Tim Hortons all of the sudden sounded good. We finish a short audit and head back. I rush to the bathroom and occupy the single stall. There was one other person using the urinal and we were in a hurry. "What to do with my shit filled long underwear and the trees-worth of toilet paper I used?" ... give 'er the flush... Thing is, the long underwear shit mountain didn't flush - it over flowed the toilet. I hastily leave the room and the guy washing his hands. As I open the door, a Timmy Horts employee comes in. The door shuts slowly as I hear the expletives start to flow. I grab my coworker who hasn't ordered and tell him to beat it. I assume I'm banned from that Tim Hortons.