Pissed out of a window rather than walk ten feet to the bathroom.

In fairness, I had the flu, and was a teenager. Feeling like hammered vulture shit, with a window right there and open anyway? No way was I getting out of bed. The window was just barely above the top of the mattress, so all I had to do was roll over, kinda prop up, and let 'er rip.

Surprisingly, not only did it not go horribly wrong, but the little forethought I had with a fever that high managed to prevent any drips from being a problem. Well, a problem then. Still had to wash the towel later, and that left me without a clean towel for fever sweats, but I had bandanas I could use for that.

Look, I was creeping into dangerous fever levels lol. Not the best set of decisions, but it worried out in the end