You're dining with your comrades, eating borscht and drinking vodka, and suddenly you have to scramble because your field is being attacked. Then in the air you sometimes get disoriented and dizzy, and the next thing you know you have some strange substance all over your canopy from negative G's. It's like an alien invasion, the Blob is here to get you.
That would be a nice one, a chance that in a scramble mission, you're not feeling too well (or bound not to).
Would be hilarious if when you're taking aim, a thunderous HACHOOO throws your aim off, and your flight, in choir, yells GESUNDHEIT!
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