Pooing while driving

I had just left my sisters house after visiting with her new baby. It was about 40 mins to get back to my house. I felt a slight gurgle deep in my bowels but decided that it was not enough to warrant taking off my boots and hoodie and winter coat to come back into her house to take care of business. Boy was I wrong. After about 20 mins of denying that I had to go I had about 5 mins KNOWING that I had to go absolutely NOW! I took the first exit off the Hwy, it was for a college campus. Thoughts of an open cafeteria or faculty building filled my head until I entered the campus..., on Sunday..., the day after the biggest snow storm in 20 yrs. There was nothing open, and no one around. I immediately began looking for cover to do what I thought was the unthinkable, poo outside! as I pulled into an empty parking garage I went from praying to God to cursing Him in about 10 seconds. I had just done the REALLY unthinkable. I pooed in my pants while driving.
After stopping the car and contemplating what had just happened I gingerly got out and grabbed two blankets from the toolbox in the bed of my truck, one to sit on and one to wrap around me as I walked into the house. Oh, I had gone commando on this day also so I was back to praying to God that my roommates were nowhere to be seen and that nothing slipped out the bottom of my pants leg.