This is a QotW answer A friend of mine sought solace in the booze..

following the death of his father. My mate at the time was in his late teens, and went a bit mental with the drink.

Anyway, the drinking got to the point that he was permanently in his local getting absolutely wasted.

Things got progressively worse until about 3/4 way through one particular all-day session. Picture the scene: my mate stood propping up the bar of a dark northern pub, talking inane bollocks to other harderned piss-heads.
Suddenly he feels the need to expel some gas from the trouser department - which he duly does.
However, this is accompanied by a breakfast, lunch and dinner's worth of follow-through that only alcohol can truly bring....and due to the state of him at the time he was completely unaware of it.

Several hours and many beers later he toddles off home and collapses blind drunk on the bed.
In the cold light of day he finds the tell-tale brown,luke-warm, stinking mess leaking from his undercrackers.
Thinking he did it during the night whilst he was asleep, he thought no more about it, cleaned himself up and merrily went back down the pub for more.

Unfortunately for him, the regulars *had* noticed the previous night.
He was greeted with a round of applause, much piss-taking from both the landlord and regulars.
Also a new decoration was erected in the pub in his honour. This just happened to be a nappy with my mate's name pinned to it hung up above his place of choice at the bar, which remained there for weeks afterwards.

After that little incident he decided it was about time to get help from the AA.