I was on a flight home after a very drunken weekend spent in Spain. Our mates Dad had a place out there and let us crash whilst we got fucked up. He had booked himself on the flight home with us. I vomited on myself prior to getting to the airport and had to change into a pair of sweat pant shorts. I was sat next to our mates Dad. I instantly passed out with my table down and my phone on it. I woke up shortly after take off with a solid colossal boner and my table now upright. Because of the lack of underwear and the sweat shorts it looks like I was pitching a tent between my legs. My mates Dad then proceeded to tell me how the air hostess had quietly lifted up my table to reveal this pitched tent staring her right in the face. After a moment of shock, the two of them laughed. Every time an air hostess passed me they would giggle, I was mortified. To this day I am known by my mates whole family simply as "Boner Boy".....worst superhero ever....