One night I thought I was getting a song request from a beautiful young lady while we played a frat party. She leaned in/on to me and said "When's the last time you had your goose gobbled?" I sputtered and was trying to come up with something brilliantly witty to say just as she leaned back from me and started to "perform" on her beer bottle. I'm not entirely certain, but I may have peed myself a little just then. I can't confirm that, but I wouldn't deny it either.
The hood of my car was never the same after that night.

Just ask they group of frat boys that witnessed the events from the balcony they were on. We got a standing ovation!
Now I am old, married, and decidedly un-cool. That type of thing doesn't happen to me anymore. It's probably for the best, my bodily functions were wildly unpredictable even back then. Now, I would need "Depends" for sure!