Couple weeks ago right before my flight had some pizza from this place called Familiga or something in IAD on A. Right after T/O on the way to LGA heard my stomach rumble and just a few seconds after that felt like a BOWLING BALL was trying to drop out. LONGEST FLIGHT OF MY LIFE!!! Thought was going to pass out while making radio transmissions and holding on at the same time. One of the best feelings of relief I've ever had in my life was when I hit that toilet in LGA. Didn't even use a seat cover. Needed to go that BAD.
My favorite flight was coming out of YYC to DCA. I told the FAMs prior to departure that we wouldn't be leaving the cockpit unless it was an emergency. Full boat, 50 peeps. V1, Rotate, gurgle gurgle GURGLE!!! I tell the FO I gotta go, ring the FA and tell her to get her ass in cockpit. 42 blessed feet later while under the wide eyed gaze of the FAMs, I unleashed a holocaust. I'm pretty sure there was collateral damage at row 13. It was really enjoyable getting to explore the full capabilities of the CRJ lav every 60 minutes for the rest of the day. Those things can really take a beating.