I went to the park with a bunch of other people to do some model rocket launching. But after we were there for a little bit, I realized I had to go to the bathroom. In fact, I realized I had an impending case of diarrhea and things were about to get Real Bad if I didn't get to a toilet. But the nearest bathroom was eight blocks away or something. I guess this was supposed to be some sort of overnight trip because I had a duffel bag with clothes in it in the van, which I started pawing through in case the worst happened-- do I have extra pants? do I have extra underwear?-- and then I thought, screw it, I'm just going to take the van and go find a bathroom and when I get back I'll explain to everyone why I stole the van. But I couldn't find the keys. Someone else had them and I wasn't sure who, but I didn't want to say "Hey, who has the keys to the van? I'm about to crap my pants." So I was going around trying to figure out how I would pick everyone's pockets to check for the keys. Then it started raining, so I was cold and wet as well as horribly bowel-cramped, and nobody else seemed to mind in the least.
Then I woke up, dry and overly warm and not having to go to the bathroom in the least.