DL flight LAX-CVG, approx 2006. Just before boarding, I got in a fight with my then-GF. Only logical thing to do for 4 hours was to drink. I think I had 6 or 7 vodka and cranberries.

About an hour before landing, the girl in front of me hopped up and ran to the galley. She came back with many, many napkins. She had dropped her whole can of coke in her seat.

When she was done cleaning, she turned to ask me if any got on pants or shoes. I pulled my leg out from under her seat, and literally from my knee down, my pants were soaked as was my shoe.

She was very apologetic, but I replied "Don't worry about it. I'm so trashed, I didn't feel a thing."