I once puked in a stocking cap. It was my first two-week deployment in the Air National Guard in 1987. We flew on a military transport to Panama. The plane had web seating benches and we faced the side of the plane and each other. I was getting airsick as the plane descended for landing. They kept the planes cold to reduce airsickness. My thoughts were totally focused on not throwing up. About five minutes before landing I knew I was going to hurl, so I took off my stocking cap and threw up in it. As it was dripping on the cabin floor, one of the other airman said, “we have barf bags.”

I carried my puke filled dripping stocking cap off the transport. Who knew they made a great strainer?