Mrs T had one on a night flight...
...under her blanket. I watched and felt my own pressure building and snuck off to the loo to knock one out.
She called me 'a big poof' for not doing it next to her and did not accept my excuse that it is harder for a chap to clean up the aftermath.
(Tugnut Ex of this parish, Fri 28 May 2010, 9:50, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

To be honest
I think you did the gentlemanly thing. The unpleasant stickiness that would ensue would be awful to walk through customs with.
(berk, Fri 28 May 2010, 9:53, Reply)

I was more worried that I would fall asleep...
...immediately after releasing the love-custard and wake to find I had not put the 'lad' away, and that my fellow passengers were waiting to get off. (In the disembark sense rather than me getting bukkaked.)
(Tugnut Ex of this parish, Fri 28 May 2010, 10:10, Reply)