Barbeque Disaster
My dad had a cousin who was schizophrenic. He used to come over every Friday, Saturday, and sometimes Sunday for dinner with us. One time my dad made some good KC-style BBQ with ribs and baked beans. My cousin’s digestive system couldn’t handle it—but it was what he did next that was the problem. He went to the bathroom and got sick absolutely everywhere and didn’t tell anyone.
He went straight back to watching the football game in my dad’s man cave with my parents. My sister walked in after him and told me. I had a look and was shocked. We went to the man cave to tell my mom because my sister was about to pee herself and we weren’t going to even try to clean it. My mom totally didn’t believe us.
We finally convinced her to come into the house and see for herself. She screamed and got my dad, who had to clean it all up.
Story credit: Reddit/Affectionate_Trash89