When I was really young I remember going on a road trip with my family to Key West which is about 5 hours away from where I live. Our car didn't have any A/C so it was so hot during the drive. My parents packed a lot of gatorade and I remember chugging about 5 bottles in the first hour. After doing so, I had to go to the bathroom really bad. I kept asking my parents to stop so I could go but they refused and said we were almost there. I couldn't hold it in so I took one of the empty gatorade bottles and went in there. I put the cap back on and that was that. I was relieved and ready to sleep the rest of the way. My brother woke up from his nap drenched in sweat. He was extremely thirsty so he reached out for the nearest drink. He grabbed a yellow gatorade that was on the seat. He opened it. He took a sip. It wasn't my pee if that's what you were thinking. ahhhhh gooootcha!!!! No but seriously, the real story is he drank my pee. I felt really bad. He spit it out on my face. I cried. He cried. My dad pulled over because we were crying and spanked us. We cried some more.