shezbut, I forgot to add something to my reply...LOL. Sorry for the gross-out, but in the 4th grade I crapped my pants. Right in class. Our teacher was a heinous wench who would yell at us if we asked to go to the bathroom. The principal had to help me clean off. Needless to say, pret-tyyy embarrassing. I couldn't tell anyone about it until last year, and that was 20 years ago. My point is I think when something horribly embarrassing happens to you as a kid (involving bodily functions, what could be worse) it's magnified in your eyes as something 1000000x worse.