I had an army mate back in the 1970's who got out and did a road trip to the Gold Coast in his XB panel van. He picked up a chick in a pub and took her back to his van, where he proceeded to "get it on", but, due to the amount of beer he'd drunk, and possibly a bad pizza, he vomited on his new girlfriend.
He apologised profusely, and she told him not to worry about it. He woke up around 10 am with the van doors wide open, he was naked, and she'd left a big turd on his chest, before she left.