Spokespeople for adult-diapers are basically just admitting that they shit themselves with enough frequency to justify wearing them. I wonder how much money it usually takes for people to sell their dignity like that on national television. At what point do you actually step back and say "Okay- I've crapped my pants four days in a row... it's time I admit my bowels aren't what they used to be"? Great. Now I'm stuck with an image of a bunch of old people crapping all over the place. I swear, every time I get a good train of thought going, something gets covered in shit.