from GrodsCorp
I’m not going to lie to you — I’ve always wondered about the etiquette and mechanics of whacking off in space. I mean, you’re on the International Space Station for a few months at a time with no social interaction (besides from workmates), so surely you’d get the urge to release a little pressure now and again. I’ve long been curious about whether you’d get the privacy and time to do it, and how the actual act would work. Don’t even mention clean up. (Unless, of course, you took your Fleshlight, although that might be vetoed by mission control due to weight.)
