When I was a senior in High School, my girlfriend and I went to a formal dance in a nearby town. As it turned out the dance was a dud and we left before it was over. We ended up at the local drive-in with the first movie over half finished. We got to messing around in the car and ended up doing the "nasty" right then.

I asked her if she would like something to drink since I was horribly thirsty. I put my sports jacket on and went to the concession stand. It was like a small cafeteria with a rail to support the tray all the way to the cash register.

There were a few people waiting for shrimp dinners or French fries. As I waited another customer came in behind me, also waiting. He started giggling. I thought something funny was going on with the show and looked out the front window of the concession stand to see nothing of humor.

As we moved up this guy really started laughing and as we got close to the register he was down on the rails with his face down banging the rails with his fist. Not knowing the guy I still had to ask what the deal was? He couldn't talk and tears were streaming down his face as he stood up and just pointed at my backside.

I was trailing a complete pair of pantyhose with one foot caught in the back of my pants! I quickly stuffed them into my pocket and paid for the drinks and hurried back to the car.

My girlfriend had trashed the car looking for the missing hose. Thinking it unwise to go home without them. I wonder what would have happened if it had been intermission and the place was full of witnesses?