I lift off the throne just before I squeeze one out, so I can avoid wiping and save myself a few seconds.
Sometimes I want toast, but it takes too long, and even if you do, the time wasted in the buttering is beyond belief.
I go days without drinking a thing. The time I save I put to good use opening and closing the fridge, over and over again wondering why there is fuck all to eat.
Usually I pull out just before eruption as I get to save whole lot of mess and a good few minutes on clean-up.
Nothing I like better than a good steak, but more often than not I'll leave just as the waiter sets down the plate and says "enjoy your meal, sir"" as I need to get home for something-or-other or what-not.
I recall last year I saved myself weeks of time by booking a trip to Disney World and not even showing up to the airport! I'm a bit of a rebel like that me.