Lindsay Chrisley

We've all, we've all been a little nervous and needed to fart.

Well, I walk in and the receptionist calls my new manager to come down into the lobby.

As I'm waiting, I decided to run to the restroom before I get my day started.

I went into the stall and got ready to empty my bladder.

I pulled down the undies and realized it definitely wasn't a fart.

I literally sharted and didn't realize it.

I panicked and didn't know what to do.

So I pulled them off, grabbed a bunch of toilet seat covers.

rolled the shitty panties in and threw them in the trash.

I grabbed a bunch of paper towels, cleaned myself up and went about my day commando.

I immediately called my husband to tell him what happened.

I was so embarrassed and wanted to walk out, but here I am still here and nobody knows what happened.

Hope you enjoyed the story.

Well, if you're like me, you would have just sharted your pants because I don't wear underwear.

A shart is truly like one of the most diabolical things that I can think of in life.

I can't say that I've ever sharted.

I've definitely sharted.

Remember that time that I told you that I think I was like in kindergarten or first grade and I had like stomach bug and I sharted in my mom's backseat of her Honda.

No, I don't remember that story, but like stomach bug sharting is not the same as just everyday sharting.

I've never sharted myself.