Once upon a time I was in the Navy's DC-3 coming back from an airshow in Benalla. One of the Navy guys was still a bit green around the edges from a serious night. Eventually he was in the thunderbox relocating the contents of his stomach into a plastic bag. When he was done, he wobbled over to the open door and flung the bag out. Some lucky farmer between Benalla and Albury was the fortunate recipient of said bag.