Hi Dax,
AHHHHH the good ole days...
There is nothing worse on God's green earth, than flying with a hangover. we had strict rules about crew rest, but we still managed to have hangovers in the morning
We went out to the range for some gunnery practice one morning. My backseater and I had hit the Vegas strip the previous night and we were feeling a little under the weather. After a few minutes of a furball with another aircraft, I executed a 9-G turn, my RIO ripped off his mask and lost his breakfast all over the rear cockpit. Oh, Man what a mess
And it wasn't that slimy watery puke either, it was the chunky industrial waste type
When we shut down, the plane captain, a young PO 1st class came up the ladder, saw the carnage in the rear seat, and launched his own breakfast down the side of the jet. Needless to say, the crew chief, who was a man of impressive size and was in the Navy back when dinosaurs roamed the earth, was not a happy camper. He didn't care that we were officers, and took no pitty on our souls. we spent the better part of the afternoon cleaning "his" aircraft.
Safe Journey and warmest regards,
Captain J.R. USN Ret.
Proud Naval Aviator with 4000 hours in the F-14 Tomcat.