Realization that you're going to shit your pants and there's no hope of making it to a bathroom.
(derived from the between the restroom/parking lot/snack bar at NYC's popular public beach and the area where all the best eye candy tends to settle for the day)
It didn't even occur to me I'd get a major case of jones beach syndrome after eating bad mexican food and then going on a hike.
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