I know the contest is over but I got story that's tops them all.....I was reffing a capture the flag game :usa.sml: There were around fifty players at the field that day and I'm in the middle of the field waiting for the teams to clash....All of a sudden I feel this rumble in my stomach and then it starts getting worse and in about five minutes I'm percolating like a pot of coffee and I need a port-a-jon

A.S.A.P. The jon is about 400 yards from where I am and I don't think I can make it 40 yards so I look around and spot a nice thick patch of brush and I head for it...I barley get my pants down when I have a volcanic eruption and crap

is coming out like flood tru a garden hose

...Just then a dude in camo rolls up to my left and is on the other side of this shrub and I guess he can't see whats going on or who it is and he yells "you in there surrender or I shoot"...well I guess he did'nt hear me or what but about then I get one balled in the head and I start yelling "don't shoot the ref" "don't shoot the ref"...he comes thru the brush and when he sees me

with my pants down around my ankels

and crap all over the woods

he figures it out real quick and backs away...by now I have craped all over my pants and down my leg

and I am trying to recover and get out of there before anyone else sees me...I barley escape with my life and manage to make it back to the check in where I quickly changed and cleaned up so I could talk to that player and explain

...It cost me a case of paint but I think he kept his mouth shut at least until the end of the day.....

you know what they say "Shit Happens"
