A couple events come to mind.
I was traveling from Tyler in East Texas to Colorado when I was right out of high school. I was with my brother and a friend. My friend and I had the same urge somewhere between Decatur, Tx and Amarillo. This is on the southern edge of the Great Plains and there aren't many trees available. All of a sudden I heard my brother bust out laughing as he had seen a car fly past with a lady with that "Oh my gawd" look on her face staring at us.
In college, I had gone with about 5-6 friends, all guys, to one of those hole-in-wall food joints with an all you can eat shrimp boil. We were there long enough to destroy the proprietors profit margin then left to go home. This was several miles out of town. On the way back a couple guys said they needed to make a stop. We pulled over and all of us lined up beside the car. Right in the middle of the proceedings we became aware of a repeated flashing light from behind us. The officer asked what the heck was goin' on and one of us piped in, "When you gotta go ya gotta go, officer" (when you're young, snappy retorts are few and far between, plus you NEVER annoy an officer if he has you dead to rights). As he had probably not seen that many goin' at once before he accepted that and said to hurry it up and left.
fun times in my youth,
Duane