The Goony Bird!
I remember flying in one from Ft Lauderdale to Grand Bahama back in the 60’s. You really had to walk uphill to get to your seat. The pilot asked my dad how much he weighed, and then told him where to sit.
Way, way back before my time, my mom was a stewardess with Delta. She flew from Charleston, I am not sure to where. She would talk about the sailors in uniform traveling on her flights. She said there would be at least one on every flight who would start turning a little green, and suddenly yank his white cap down to catch the spewing chunder. Fun times!
“The Goony Bird!”
There it is... I was reading through to see if anyone remembered the real nickname. :)