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I remember once I was in a Liquor store with my Dad. I think I was about 10-12 at the time. I had absolutely no desperation or idea that I had to pee. He asked me to carry a bottle of Scotch for him. I was following him around the store holding the bottle in my hand by the top of the bottle. I was also swinging the bottle back and forth. For no other reason then the fact that it was mildly entertaining. Anyhow, during the down swing, the bottle slipped out of my hand, hit the floor and shattered. I was walking behind my dad and he turned around an saw what I had done and yelled at me. My bladder just relaxed and released its full contents without any ability for me to control it at all. Literally I went from no urge to full stream immediately. He told me to go wait in the car, which I did. I don't even know if he realized that I had wet my pants. It all happened so fast I don't even know if it soaked through my pants before I was headed for the car. I think my dad felt bad about his reaction, and he certainly never mentioned my wet pants.