You see, sir, Captain Henderson was ticking me (and he knows I'm ticklish) and I kind of spazzed out a little and my knee hit the stick and that started us on a kind of strange rolling maneuver. Henderson got a little sick and started to barf all over the place and well, you know how it is when one guy starts barfing. so I started to barf all over the place, too, and it was kind of funny, you know. So we got the aircraft leveled out and everything and I looked over at Henderson and he looked over at me and we're both just covered in a slimy wash of egg salad sandwich plus bile. So he asks me if I'd clean up the cockpit for fifty bucks. I said "Hell No!" and he said that he wasn't going to clean it up and that's when we both decided to eject. Oh, one more thing, sir... can we get egg salad taken off the in-flight rations? Thank you sir. I knew you'd understand.