Cold, Wet, Foot in Mouth

Tonight Amy and I were sitting outside after work having a smoke when the marketing manager of our firm walks by us.

"Aren't your bums getting cold and wet from sitting there?" she asks

Trying to display some quickfire wit I reply "Well my bum is cold and wet but not because I am sitting here."

"Ew," she says and then walks away as I yell behind her "please forget what I just said, I didn't mean it to be so gross!"

I don't think that Amy and I have ever laughed so hard when we realized I basically just told an executive I shit my pants.

What was I thinking?