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Doesn't Center know I have to urinate!?

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Squanto

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Well it's Friday and I just got back from a week in Berlin, my wife is seeing her mother for 4 days and I'm bored to tears in the meantime.

Lets hear some funny stories.

Topic: Tell us about the time when you were flying and had to go to the Sandbox for No 1. or No. 2. Bad

I'll start. I was in Destin FL flying a Real Estate guy with his girlfriend and mine (now wife) in his Lance. He was going to look at some property and then we were going to head back to Muscle Shoals, AL. My girlfriend and I go to dinner and I drink a ton of tea. As we finish dinner my cell phone rings and this guy wants to leave early. I get every thing ready, he shows up and off we go. Did I forget something? Yeah to download my bladder. It's about a 2.5 up to MSL if I remember right and I'm thinking, there is no way I'm going to make it up there if I need to go this bad and we haven't even passed the FL line. You know what happens next, turbulence with stonger than forecast headwinds. I start to think " Can a guy die from urine poisoning" Well I'm about to find out because my eyeballs are floating by this time. Everybody is asleep so I'm alone in my misery. I finally make it to our destination but not without having to hold at the Marker because somebody forgot to cancel.

I don't forget to visit the boys room anymore.
 
I had the same thing happen to me in C-150 over the everglades going down to Miami. I had like a gallon or gatorade before I left (and no pee bottles in the airplane) I made it about over the everglades when I said to myself I gotta go. So I was flying over private airports trying to find one suitable to land but one had a road going across it and look like it would have taken my nose gear off. Finally I came upon a cement private strip landed really quick, peed on the runway started back up and got out of there before anyone harrassed me!
 
I've always boasted that I've got the world's largest bladder. I found out otherwise while coming back from Kissimmee, FL, I filed direct for a 5 1/2 hour trip back to Lansing, IL. I was over Atlanta when I sensed the need to empty my bladder. Thunderstorms were moving in, so I kept telling myslef that I could make it...all of this from a guy who could hold his bladder after drinking a twelve pack of beer any other time. Not on this day. I called center and told him my fuel tanks were definitely outlasting my bladder and I requested an amended clearance over Tennessee. At this point, I could barely fly the airplane. I relayed my concern for immediate let-down from 12,000 and the controller was very understanding and he cleared me for visual approach. As you can imagine, we dropped like a sack of hammers into a downwind landing with 10 seconds to spare. I never even made it to the parking. I just killed the engine, jumped out the door and started peeing on the ramp, not caring if anyone was watching (which they were!). I have NEVER, in 38 years, had to piss that bad. You can bet I'll never forget to have an empty bottle handy...and that the controller is on my Christmas card list!
 
A sick sack holds pee as well as puke. I know this from personal experience. Just make sure you don't fill it so much that you can't shut the bag. If turbulence doesn't get you, the steam coming out is pretty frickin gross.
On a more serious note... A relative of mine flew in from overseas and for some reason, he was terrified to go in the aircraft lav. As a result, his kidney failed and he died from toxic shock a few days later. That incident is now one of my top contenders on the "way it sould suck to die" list.
 
"Some foods have a tendency to go right through ya'
Back when I was still doing traffic watch flights, I was allowed to use the airplane for my own use as long as i filled the tanks back up.

Anyways i whent to one of my favorite sports bars ordered chicken lips (its chicken breast slices in the buffalo wing sauce) had tea to drink. Somewhat on the greasy side but taste good.

Because I haven't flown a plane for fun in a while, I decide to take the plane up that saturday after i ate. about 15 minutes after takeoff my gut started acking and i got that feeling like i need to rip a big one. pressure was building. but then i also got that sick feeling that it wasn't just stink air coming. Butt cheaks never got so tight.

I was lucky i was at about 3,000ft near an uncontrolled field in SW FL. I made it down from 3000ft to the ramp inside the FBO to the bathroom within a minute. All done in the high performance C-150. I got some funny looks from the people at the airport, but no skidmarks here, except on the ramp and runway.
 
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Try using a zip lock...

I was flying a C210 in Florida after drinking about a gallon of coffee. I had no place to go except for in a zip lock bag. No problem using the bag but getting it out the window was a different story.

Let me just say the wind at 170 kts tears open a zip lock like nobodies business. Needless to say, when I landed I made a bee line to the nearest K Mart for a dry shirt.:)
 
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Never go XC without a bottle.

I had to fly an approach in actual with 2 hotties ( those are pretty girls for some who don't know the term) and had to wiz worse than anthing. If we crashed it would have been be ok because I wouln't have to pee anymore.

One of my students just smirked at the story and called me a **CENSORED****CENSORED****CENSORED****CENSORED****CENSORED**. He flew 2hrs in Nam with bullet holes in both of his legs.
 
I was doing route familiarization training with guy in a Caravan not too long ago. It was an early dead head back to base, so he was drinking lots of coffee to try to wake up before the flight. A few minutes before we are getting ready to land, he looks to me and tells me to take the controls. I ask him what's wrong and he tells me that he had one too many cups of coffee and needed to take a leak... NOW! He threw his headset on the dash and crawled into the cargo area in back and proceded to take a wiz in an empty Mountain Dew bottle! I saw this as the perfect oportunity to practice my negative G's and asked ATC for a block altitude. For about five seconds all I heard was "you sonovabi....!" as he was tumbling around in the back trying to keep from spilling all over himself.

I know... i'm a ba$tard, but it was the funniest thing i'v ever seen or heard! I'm sure he won't ever drink so much coffee before a flight anymore. At least not when he's flying with me!:D


Good thread!
 
Mixed Priorities

I was sitting only one week ago with this guy telling me probably one of the greatest pee stories I've ever heard. Apparently, not too many years back, there was this student pilot on her first cross country up to Fort Collins Colorado.

The witnesses said she landed the plane so hot that it barely stopped before the end of the runway, THEN she turns around onto the taxi way and goes full on the throttle again barely avoiding a takeoff as she makes a beeline for the FBO.

On her way there, she managaes to avoid some parked aircraft as she goes screaming around them almost touching a wing on the ground.

Well, here's where her luck runs out. She ends up RUNNING her prop RIGHT into, and THROUGH some hangar door because she can't slow down! You can still see the cork screw pattern from the prop in that door even today.

Anyway - and here's the best part - instead of hanging around to check any damage after this little incursion, she JUMPS out of the plane (engine still running) and does an O.J. straight to the bathroom! (well, not the most recent O.J... but rather the old O.J. running through the airport, hurdling the bags.. you know, the Hertz commercial... i digress..)

If there is a happy ending to this story, it's that she did avoid peeing her pants.:D

(oh.. and she also got her solo cross country out of the way..)


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This thread is so funny I almost shorted out my laptop from crying while laughing.

The story at Scenic would have made America's Funniest Videos.

I had 3 college buddies in a C-172 when one of the tough ones says he has to puke. The only barf bag turns out to have more gum in it than under the bar at a Waffle House so we can't use it.

The guy says that he found an old Coke bottle (so much for clean rental planes) and that he will just puke in the bottle. I said, "If you can get 1/2 ounce into that thing I'll give you 20 bucks and a case of coke, otherwise you are cleaning this thing up"

Of course none of it made it into the bottle and he did end up cleaning the airplane after we landed. The rest of us had a cold Coke.
 
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This guy had to puke. He grabs the bag and spends about a minute trying to open it (I know, rocket science). Finally he just rips one end off (the bottom of course), opens it up and pukes right through it all over the old lady sitting next to him. Needless to say, she than pukes. The sympathetic puking went like a rocket throughout the plane. We had 13 of 19 pax puke that flight. It was my personal record. The FO and I had to open the side windows. Gotta love those hot, bouncy days over the canyon.

Another time Scenic had a full plane of Japanese (half of Scenic's business is Japanese tourist) including a company tour guide on board. When they landed at the canyon, no one would get off the plane when the ramper opened the door. Finally he climbed the stairs to motion them off when the pilots heard him start cussing up a storm. He went to the side cockpit door and asked the Captain to climb down so he could show him something. There was a big steamer sitting on the cabin floor in front of the door. The tour guide (only one who spoke English) explained that the pax wanted it cleaned up before they would deplane. The Captain asked her who did it and she said she didn't know and that the pax said it was there when they boarded. The Captain called BS to this. He said that since she was sitting in the exit seat right by the door, was obviously lying and was a company employee responsible for the tour group, she could clean it up. The pilots and ramper walked away. When they returned to the plane 15 minutes latter, the pax were gone and so was the steamer.


My gut is killing me from laughing so hard!!!!!!!!!!

thanks for the laugh guys, I needed it!!!!

Fly Safe (and clean!)
 
I worked with a friend at a job several years ago that had the most outrageous crap story. He is flying his route one evening with a friend riding along when all of a sudden he has this major urge to dump! It starts to get so bad that he can barely fly. He asks his friend to take over the controls, but his buddy is having a problem seeing and can't fly for him. He has to call center and change his destination to an airport right below his present postion. He finally gets it down and sees this FSS on the field. He goes up to the door, but it is locked! He ends up crapping in the grass and using his underwear to wipe his arse with. He then throws the underwear on the roof of the building. After that we sent him depends and immodium AD through the company mail for a week. LOL!!!

I also knew another guy that was flying over Alabama on his way to New Orleans when he got the major urge to crap. He has the auto-pilot on so he crawls back to the cargo compartment and opens one of the bags full of checks. He paints the bag brown, wipes his arse with some T.P. he had and then ties the top of the bag and throws it out the window from six thousand feet. Can you just imagine driving down the road in a convertible when this $hit bomb hits you!!!

My two worst would be, filling a windex bottle in a c-152 while flight instructing and peeing out the little window in flight of a Baron-58. My only thought was just get it close and the wind will suck it out!
 
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This entire thread was funny, but that last post had me rolling on the floor. I thought I had a few good stories but they pale in comparison to what's been written here. Any story that combines Japanese tourists, a female tour guide, and a mysterious pile of poo... well what can I say? Good stuff! :D
 
doo doo

Back in the day when I used to ferry airplanes for a living I was crossing the North Atlanic in a Cardinal C-177 solo. When your up there you have no place to go in the event of an emergency. I was generally very careful about what I ate or drank on these flights. Trying to use the restroom (bottle) in a small single engine over the ocean with a Gumby suit on is no easy feat. Anyway I was about 500 miles east on Narssassauq ( can't remember the spelling) on my way to Reykjavic, Iceland when I got the urge. I held on for as long as possible when Wener Von Brauns' qoute from the right stuff flashed in my mind.

" Do it in ze suit "

I just thought to myself after "Bueno, I'm a wetback now"

It is a good thing the suit was a rental!
 
Happy Barfsgiving

When I was starting out in my flying career I worked at the local airport during high school. The flight school also had a Part 135 certificate and used a C-206 to transport state prisoners around the state. On the day before Thanksgiving we had to transport 4 prisoners to Blackfoot. The two pilots on the flight boarded the "passengers" and one of the pilots walked inside with me(I was the plebe fuel boy). He was my flight instructor and had told me about his really nice, new leather jacket. Well, he was wearing it that day and off they went. We they returned, two very disgruntled pilots jumped out of the airplane and the leather jacket wasn't very nice anymore. The prisoners had received their Thanksgiving feast the day of the flight. One of them I believe ate an entire turkey himself because when he let loose in the airplane there were pieces big enough to reconstruct that bird(I know, remember I was the plebe at that time and I know how to take C-206 seats and carpet out in order to properly clean all the pieces out of the seat rails). No turkey for me the next day.
 

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