You're nuking it...and sounds exactly like something an O-5 would say in Our Modern Navy. You'll go far in this company.
One of the first things you get told as an RP/RNFO at the E-2 RAG is embarrassing poop stories. Perils of a big-crew airplane (so: witnesses) without a shitter. This one reminded me of the "shit hitting the fan" story.
SOP if someone takes a dump/barfs in the Hummer (experienced guys keep one of those heavy-duty Hefty yard bags in their helmet bags for just such an eventuality) is for the ACO to toss the bag out the CIC ditching hatch when you're on final. How you convince a squadronmate to hold on to a bag of your feces is beyond me, but anyway. On one recovery, the ACO pitches the bag up, not down, and it gets hung up on the starboard inboard vertical stab. The plane traps, physics takes over and the evil bag goes flying through the prop. Hilarity ensues for everyone except the ACO, who was out in the LA with a swab as soon as recovery was complete.
One of the first things you get told as an RP/RNFO at the E-2 RAG is embarrassing poop stories. Perils of a big-crew airplane (so: witnesses) without a shitter. This one reminded me of the "shit hitting the fan" story.
SOP if someone takes a dump/barfs in the Hummer (experienced guys keep one of those heavy-duty Hefty yard bags in their helmet bags for just such an eventuality) is for the ACO to toss the bag out the CIC ditching hatch when you're on final. How you convince a squadronmate to hold on to a bag of your feces is beyond me, but anyway. On one recovery, the ACO pitches the bag up, not down, and it gets hung up on the starboard inboard vertical stab. The plane traps, physics takes over and the evil bag goes flying through the prop. Hilarity ensues for everyone except the ACO, who was out in the LA with a swab as soon as recovery was complete.