Pretty simple story. Drove from the Seattle area to Portland with a couple younger guy friends that I met through my girlfriend (I'm 32 they're mid 20's she's 30 for the bigger picture). Went out bar hopping, and the night ended at a gentlemen's club since one of the guys had never been to one. Being the good non-judgmental patron I am (every job is important), I sat at the side of the stage and set my completely full, delicious, frothy amber ale, down on the little drink shelf thingy. Not but 30 second later did one of the dancers come over to do her thing, and kicked my full beer into my lap. Soaking my belt and pants. Luckily that was our last stop of the night and we arrived only 30 or so minutes before closing time, so back to the hotel, pants off, belt off to dry. Next morning in my hungover haze I forgot to put the two back together again and left the belt in the hotel room.