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[JonInFl311]

Continuing from above, my friend and I briefly debated leaving to find a bathroom but we were already very desperate, we had our bikes for transportation, and we had no idea where the neatest bathroom was. I admit I was the one who proposed a mutual wetting, my friend accepted it was inevitable, and we got in the thick of the crowd dancing and we peed down our jeans. We laughed at each other's wet stains afterward, oh, and we weren't the only people who made that choice that afternoon. A partying crowd with no usable facilities and cops ready to write tickets for indecent exposure will result in some wet pants. Someone wrote an indignant letter to the editor in the city newspaper about the toilet problems at those free concerts. The result next year was no more free concerts.