Oops! Shame on Your Undies: Jono & the boys

When I was about seven, I went to the stock cars with my mate and his family at Waikaraka park. The smell of the stockies, the excitement of the crowd and the odd hotdog I had eaten threw me over the edge and I pooed my pants. Stuck in an almighty predicament, I had two choices - go to the toilet and sort the problem out for myself without a soul finding out about my messy moment, or innocently tell my mate about my dilemma and hope he had better plan. Foolishly, thinking I could trust my friend, I opted for the latter and for my remaining days at primary I was known as ‘Skids’.

Jimmy the Dwarf: Long Lost Undies

I went to school camp when I was 14. I had just been for a swim and was sitting on the floor in front of the class telling what I thought was a slightly amusing story. The whole class was cracking up, I felt like Mr Popular. I started laughing along with the class and kept the story going on and on. I was lapping up the attention. People were pointing and howling with laughter. This girl I fancied fell over, she was laughing so much. I was thinking, I am the funniest guy ever to work the face of the earth and then I felt some wind up my swimming trunks. I looked down and noticed my entire cock and balls were hanging out the side. No one had been laughing at my story, just my C and B.