<human>: Just to give some background, this happened a week ago, the family decided to visit america for the holidays so we were residing in Caesar's palace, the giant hotel that's always packed with people which also has its very own mall, (relevant later). We go out one night and land at a mexican restaurant which i indulge on, however unbeknownst to me this is where the fuck up happened. Being 16 and completely reliant on parents for money I had being mulling over a pair of jeans to purchase at Express inside the hotel mall, and had come to the decision that whence we returned to Caesar's it would be the perfect time to purchase it, instead of returning to our hotel room with the rest of the family where i could have saved myself a copious amount of shame and embarrassment. So I individually trek it through the masses of people until i arrive at the store where I picked up the single pair of jeans and proceeded to the changing room to try it one final time. The perky shop assistant's face dropped, and I remember reading this in an earlier post, 'you never realise why people are looking at you a certain way until you see what they're seeing'. I get ushered into the changing room and face the mirror to see what looks like, a giant jizz stain coming down the front of my black sweats. This must have come from one of the thousand sauces that was provided with the nachos, but now looked nothing like sauce, rather the shameful outcome of a needy teenager whom had come to a clothing store to reverse his mistake.

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<bot>: Dropped sauce on pants, looked like giant jizz stain, walked through entire hotel/shopping mall to get a single pair of pants before realising it was there.