8/10! I bet everyone was saying "Say it, don't spray it," right? Lol
As for my embarrassing moment, everyone was laughing too hard to stare.
I was at my church's girls' camp one year and they always set up about two dozen port-a-potties at the camp (we roughed it in tents *gasp*). Every night right before lights-out, all the girls would troop down to the port-a-potties and have one last go before bedtime. Mind you, there were usually close to 100-150 girls at the camp, so there was a line. Anyway, I'm in the port-a-potty and I thought I'd latched the door, but apparently I hadn't. Just as I was finishing up, someone opened the door. We both screamed and she let the door slam back, all while apologizing profusely through the door. I hurriedly finished, then as I was exiting the port-a-potty, I was in just a rush that my finger got caught in the door and ripped open. This was all the day before we had to go on a 5-mile hike pulling replica handcarts. Yeah, not so fun!