On Christmas Eve 1991, I was 5 years and we had gone to a fancy Christmas party my dads new boss had throne for all his senior people. I dont remember it, but my mom informed me that around 8:30, the adults heard multiple screams of horror coming from where the children were, down in the playroom. They rushed down only to find me bottomless with nothing but a Micky Mouse sweater on, chasing other children around with a (fake) samurai sword. My parents was absolutely mortified and apologized perfusely to the hosts and took me home. Out of fear, I literally shat my underpants in the back of my dads car. They sent me to my room immediately and had to now clean up the car. For some reason and much to my chagrin, my mom loves telling this story. Focus: What are some embarrassing stories from your childhood?