SuaveSocialist on 27 July 2016
I was in the back of a helicopter on a flight to Costa Rica, and because of a long, stupid story we had to bring a guy who--as it turned out--had Dysentery. He was seated beside me, moaning and making smells the whole way and I had to keep giving him water bottles. Twice we had to hover so that he could shit mid-air out of the chopper.
(We all wound up with Dysentery in the end.)
