Monday, September 1, 2014

'The Nastygansett Nasties'


Another from the Preacher Man!!!

 

You guys got that ARR-52 tweaked and the MAD adjusted? Good... Gather 'round, spark 'em up, and listen good 'cause this ain't no shit...or maybe it is LOL!!!

 

One day at NAS Brunswick (a Friday) there wasn't anything to do! So about 1500 or so the chief cut us loose for the afternoon and a few of us went over to the acey deucey club!! Holy moly, the place was almost deserted!!!

 

We were drinkin' barley pops, eatin' bar snacks and watching some fool movie on the tube when we decided to have a good ol’ fart’n contest! Points for volume… stink… and length!! Finally it came down to me and my best bud Tommy!!!

 

Well now, it was Tommy's turn and after a big long suck of his Nastygansett (that's what we called Narragansett beer), he raised one butt cheek, then said quickly…

 

"Owyn, you win! C'mon in the head and I'll pay you!!"

 

WTF… why not pay me right there? But I followed him in an' he said…

 

"You win 'cause I just shit myself. Here's the keys to my apartment in town. Get over there fast, get me skivvies and dungaree trousers, an' under the sink is a box of plastic bags. Be quick as you can. I'll be in a stall!"

 

So off I went, got the stuff, and got back with everythin' in a paper bag so I wouldn't embarrass the poor feller! Tommy like I say was my best bud in the squadron and I never breathed a word while I was in that outfit… But take it from Preacher now boys, there are better things to bet on!! See now… I told you it was a no shitter and it wasn't, didn't I?!? Now let's get this shop lookin' good before it's knockoff time… okay?!? Okay!!!

 


Monday, August 25, 2014

‘Barnacle Bill The Sailor’


Shanty’s and Poems are as much a part of Sailor Tradition as as tell’n No Shitters! I remember having a couple a slugs do this skit when selected for Chief… my Oh my times have changed!! I hope you enjoy Barnacle Bill The Sailor… the adult version of course…

Who's that knocking at my door?
Who's that knocking at my door?
Who's that knocking at my door?
said the fair young maiden

Well

Open the door ya fuckin' whore
said Barnacle Bill the sailor
Open the door ya fuckin' whore
said Barnacle Bill the sailor

Shall we go to the dance?
Shall we go to the dance?
Shall we go to the dance?
said the fair young maiden

Well

To hell with the dance and down with your pants
said Barnacle Bill the sailor
To hell with the dance and down with your pants
said Barnacle Bill the sailor

What's that thing between your legs?
What's that thing between your legs?
What's that thing between your legs?
said the fair young maiden

Well

It's only me pole to stick up your hole
said Barnacle Bill the sailor
It's only me pole to stick up your hole
said Barnacle Bill the sailor

What's that stuff around your pole?
What's that stuff around your pole?
What's that stuff around your pole?
said the fair young maiden

Well

It's only me grass to tickle your ass
said Barnacle Bill the sailor
It's only me grass to tickle your ass
said Barnacle Bill the sailor

What's that dripping down your leg?
What's that dripping down your leg?
What's that dripping down your leg?
said the fair young maiden

Well

It's only a shot that missed your twat
said Barnacle Bill the sailor
It's only a shot that missed your twat
said Barnacle Bill the sailor

What if we should have a boy?
What if we should have a boy?
What if we should have a boy?
said the fair young maiden

Well

He'll go to sea and fuck like me
said Barnacle Bill the sailor
He'll go to sea and fuck like me
said Barnacle Bill the sailor

What if we should have a girl...

Well we'll dig a ditch and bury the bitch
said Barnacle Bill the sailor
We'll dig a ditch and bury the bitch
said Barnacle Bill the sailor

What if Ma and Pa should come home early?
What if Ma and Pa should come home early?
What if Ma and Pa should come home early?
(and find us screwing our brains out on the living room floor)
said the fair young maiden

Well

I'll fuck your Ma and blow your Pa
said Barnacle Bill the sailor
I'll fuck your Ma and blow your Pa
said Barnacle Bill the sailor

Saturday, August 23, 2014

'Confess Ye Sins Or Ye Be Walk'n The Plank'


A sailor comes to port, and decides he really needs to get laid. He walks into town, and sees a sign...

 

"Sisters of Mercy Convent & Brothel"

 

 He walks into what appears to be a church. There's a nun sitting by a table near the door. She intuits what it is he's looking for and says...

 

"Put $5 in this tin cup and walk through that door."

 

The sailor does so, and enters another room, and there's another nun, with a table and a cup...

 

"Ten Dollars!"

 

... she says...

 

"And go through that door."

 

 The sailor goes into a third room, where a third nun with a table and cup asks for fifteen dollars and to go through another door.

 

The sailor coughs up the dough, and walks through the door. It slams and locks behind him, and he is in an alley behind the church, facing a brick wall with a large sign...

 

 "You have just been screwed by the Sisters of Mercy!"
 
 
 

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

‘One-Hundred Things I Couldn’t Do In The Navy’


This has been around a few years but I thought it worthy to note… from the blog site: http://tommyt.wordpress.com/2006/12/04/things-i-wasnt-allowed-to-do-in-the-navy/ … for those who have never read the list!

Maybe many of you ol’ farts could relate…

1. I am not allowed to preform an exorcism to repair an air conditioning unit.
2. I am not allowed to declare martial law.
3. I am not allowed to plant an U.S. Flag on foreign soil and claim that land for the
United States.

4. I am not allowed to order a trained guard dog
5. I am not allowed to bypass written procedures to order a trained guard dog.
6. When clarifying why I ordered a trained guard dog, “to guard my cigarettes” is not a proper answer.

7. I am not allowed to mock a senior petty officer with baby talk.
8. I cannot declared my rack as a sovereign nation
9. I cannot request diplomatic immunity because my rack is a sovereign nation.
10. I am not allowed to tape an officers hands together in order to prevent him from operating ships equipment, even if it is in the officers and ships best interest.

11. Using a welding torch is not an allowed way to “one up” the guy that smacked me with a towel.

12. I am not allowed to use ship’s funds to purchase a Thai hooker as recreational equipment for the ship.

13. The Loch Ness monster does not live in Pearl Harbor and I am not to report a sighting in the ships logs.

14. I am not allowed to yell, “Repel Borders” when my boss is trying to come aboard.
15. I am not allowed to refer to the Captain as, “Captain Stalin”
16. “Can I cross the patio Daddy-o” is not the way to request permission to cross the quarterdeck

17. Saluting is not an option when I am taller than the officer.
18. I am not allowed to make up my own names for the ships equipment. A turbine is not a “round-de-go-round”, a pump is not a “fluid squirter thing” and the submarine is not a “coffin”

19. I am not allowed to write my own names for the ships equipment in the ships logs.
20. I am not allowed to paint a smiley face on the side of a submarine.
21. I am not allowed to go to sick call because I have a “not so fresh” feeling.
22. While giving ships training to newly reported personnel, I am not allowed to tell them how to melt down the nuclear reactor.

23. I am not allowed to conduct formal ships training on how to pick up intoxicated foreign coeds.

24. I am not allowed to finish a nuclear reactor startup safety briefing with, “Let’s crank this bitch over”

25. I am not allowed to greet Admirals with, “What’s up dude?”
26. I am not allowed to change the name on my uniform to my nickname, even though that’s what everyone called me.

27. I am not a strong enough swimmer to tow a submarine and I shouldn’t try to do so.
28. I am not allowed to settle a difference of opinion with my Chief by thumb wrestling.

29. I am not allowed to submit a tactical attack plan on Disneyland.
30. I am not allowed to justify attacking Disneyland because of over-priced beverages.
31. I am not allowed the use the Engineers wife as a navigational aide, no matter how big she is.

32. I am not allowed to build a flamethrower from the ships equipment.
33. I am not allowed to give out detailed diagrams and instructions on how to build a flamethrower

34. I am not allowed to have sex with a female officer even if she asks nicely and says “please”

35. The “Happy Jack” (the skull and crossbones pirate flag) is not allowed to be raised on any U.S. Navy Ship.

36. I am not allowed to form a labor union.
37. British Naval ships are not referred to as “H.M.S Wanker” to British Naval Captains.

38. I am not allowed to use golf carts, cars, roller-blades or oxygen tanks during a 1.5 mile run in order to improve my time.

39. I am not allowed to revise the Uniform Code of Military Justice to suit my own personal needs

40. Guinness is not part of my special dietary needs and I am not allowed to request that the submarine stock it.

41. I am not allowed to be excused from physical training because it’s “that time of the month”

42. I am not allowed to use the phrase, “This boat sucks so bad it could pull the moon out of orbit” anywheres near the squadron commander.

43. I am not allowed to blame poor performance on “Mental trauma received during the D-Day invasion at Normandy”

44. Personal intimate grooming cannot be used as an excuse for being late.
45. I am not allowed to suggest a junior officer take a Mydol to adjust his attitude.
46. I am not allowed to use one curse word for every three regular words while giving training to ships personnel.

47. I am not allowed to give newly reported personnel a detailed statistical analysis of how one of them will die within the next year. I am also not allowed to form a betting pool on which one of the new crew it would be.

48. I cannot get a day off from work to attend my son’s soccer game if I don’t actually have a son, or any child.

49. I am not allowed to have an allergic reaction to bullshit.
50. I am not allowed to refer to officers as “Split tails”
51. I am not allowed the be relieved from my watch station by “Casper the friendly ghost”.

52. I am not allowed to be referred to as “Petty Officer Sex Bomb”.
53. I am not allowed to use the ships announcing system to voice my personal opinion about lunch.

54. I am not allow to skip while marching in formation.
55. I am not allow to use the following statements while filling out evaluations for junior personnel
“Can chug a beer in 3 seconds”
“Should be chemically castrated to protect the human gene pool”
“has hit rock bottom and started to dig”
“uses the submarine to carry his genitals from port to port”
“Has lowered all performance standards and continuously fails to meet them”
“Gets all the ladies”
“is a danger to himself and those around him”
“is smarter than anyone who will read this report. Just ask him, he will tell you so”
“is nuttier than squirrel shit”
“is a total bad-ass”

56. I am not allowed to dress like a pirate.
57. I am not allowed to slide down the middle level passageway on a pillowcase while the submarine is taking a large dive angle.

58. I am not allowed to sell submarine tours tickets to foreign nationals for a date two days after we leave a port.

59. I am not allowed to take leave for a Greenpeace obligation.
60. I am not allowed to exchange submarine rides for lap dances.
61. I am not allowed to put in a supply request ordering a new backbone for the ships engineer.

62. I am not allowed to collect data for the ships logs telepathically.
63. I am not allowed to go to sick call because I have a “morale deficiency”.
64. I am not allowed to conduct substance abuse prevention training while intoxicated.
65. I am not allowed to have my invisible friends stand my watch.
66. I am not allowed to learn technical information by osmosis.
67. I am not allowed to invent new ways to repair ships equipment just because “it worked on MacGuyver”.

68. I am not allowed to attempt any actions I saw on “The Dukes of Hazard” with the ships van.

69. I am not allowed to pretend that I don’t know a junior officer when I am sent to retrieve him from a jail in Hong Kong.

70. I am not allowed to use the U.S. rules of the road while driving in a foreign country.

71. I am not allowed to use classified materials to build paper airplanes.
72. I am not allowed to refuse an order because an officer didn’t ask nicely.
73. I am not allowed to give to the ships Engineering, Weapons, Navigation, Executive or Commanding Officers a time out.

74. I am not allowed to amend the ships posted plan of the day to include recess.
75. I am not allowed to conduct department training in a strip club even if the approved topic was “sexually transmitted disease prevention”.

76. I am not allowed to turn a fully pressurized fire hose on a senior petty officer.
77. I am not allowed to ignore equipment used to simulate a fire during a ships drill because I am only 5 minutes away from being relieved.

78. I am not deaf and shouldn’t pretend to be so when addressed by anyone senior to me.

79. I am not allowed to answer questions by a NCIS representative by repeating the questions with a more exaggerated, interrogative tone.

80. I am not allowed to dare the ships Captain to assist in carrying heavy equipment, or anything else.

81. I am not allowed to, or offer to, “kiss it and make it feel better” when the ships executive officer is having a bad day.

82. I am not allowed to go on strike for better working conditions, pay or benefits.
83. I am not allowed to substitute “nude” for the approved Naval uniform in any situation.

84. I am not allowed to use the “Safety Dance” as a damage control tactic.
85. I am not allowed to wake up any member of the ships crew with a fire extinguisher.
86. I am not allowed to use anti-contamination/ radiation clothing as ski wear.
87. I am not allowed to refer to ships drills as, “let’s play make believe”.
88. I am not allowed to write a prescription for “intelligence” for any Chief Petty Officer.

89. I am not allowed to refer to my chain of command as, “the forces of evil”.
90. I am not allowed to use any part of the submarines equipment to launch water balloons at other ships in the harbor.

91. I am not allowed to E-mail pictures of a surface ship in the cross-heirs of the submarine’s periscope, to that particular surface ship.

92. I am not allowed to take hundreds of pictures of the moon that need to be declassified, one by one, by the ships Navigation Officer.

93. I am not allowed to use pornography as a training aide no matter how relevant it might be.

94. I am not allowed to talk to any member of the media. (Side note. That one should have been obvious by now).

95. I am not allowed to wake up a new crew member, spending his first night on a nuclear powered submarine, while dressed in full anti-contamination clothing and yelling, “Holy shit! We have a survivor!”.

96. I am not allowed to answer the official ship’s phone line with, ” ‘sup dude?”.
97. I am not allowed to, while giving a tour to local school children, refer to the head as, “the shitter”

98. I am not allowed to use any Naval vehicle for a beer run.
99. I am not allowed to slam dance, form a mosh pit or crowd surf at any formal Naval event.

100. I am not allowed to use the excuse, “demonic possession” for anything.


Monday, August 11, 2014

'Steer Clear Of The Donuts'


An Admiral was visiting one of the ships under his command!

While eating breakfast with the crew he was impressed to see the naval insignia stamped on every biscuit!

He went to the cook to ask how this feat was done, so it could be used on other ships as well!

The Stew Burner Replied…

“Well Admiral, after each one is cut out I just slap it here against my belt buckle which bears the insignia!”

Horrified, the Admiral exclaims…

“Well that’s very unhygienic!”

The cook shrugs and replies…

“Well if you feel that way sir, I suggest ye steer well clear of the donuts!”


Friday, August 8, 2014

'Chaplain's Call'


Here’s another great one from the ‘Preacher’ that happened many moons agoooo… I hope you enjoy!!!

You mates put your TL29’s and multimeters away and sit right down; Preacher has a story and this just plain ain’t no shit! We pulled into Subic but the day before, they ran us down to the messdecks in relays and one of them Protestant Chaplains showed us a VD movie!!!

Then they gave us the story about not giving our wives or girlfriends a disease or bringing shame upon ourselves… yadayadayada… you know the story! So… the word gets passed over the 1MC for ‘Liberty Call’ and I’m all tricked out in a shiny clean set of trop white longs and off I go across the bridge!! I had a fine ol’ time at one place and then another (hadn’t really found a fave yet) but in this one club I was suck’n on a barley pop and happened to glance off to my left!! Low and behold… who did I see with a honey-ko on one knee and a honey-ko on the other with a shit eat’n grin from ear to ear?!? You betcha… The same Chaplain that gave us that Pep talk earlier in the day!!!

Just then he met my gaze and I gave him a big ol’ slow wink, then turned away and headed off as if noth’n had happened!  The whole damned evening I was think’n about that instant and chuckl’n away to myself!! I knew no one would believe it so I kept my yap shut and never mentioned it!!!

Twe days later I went down to fresh’n up my mug and my squadron Chief came puff’n over at me…

“Hey Bradford… Chaplain wants to see you… on the double!”

To be honest… at the time I was afraid someone at home had answered to the ‘Last Muster’ and didn’t think of it any other way! So I hustled down to see what it was and it turned out the Chaplain who was look’n for me was the one I’d seen at the club!!

“Sit down son! I wanna talk to you!”

...Then he says…

“I’ve been hear’n great things about you… work hard, your shipmates like you… and you have good quarterlies! But do you know what your best quality is?!?”

... me puzzled…

“No Sir?!?”

“You keep your eyes open and your mouth shut! Your gonna make a swell senior PO one day!”

He gets up… gives me a big slow wink… (just as I had done to him) and slips something into my dungaree shirt pocket!

“Go on back to work, and have a good time on the beach, son!”

“Aye, Aye Sir!”

… And Off I Go…

Part way down the passageway I check my pocket and there’s a fifty!

“Hmmmm…

Okay Lads… remember what the Great Logbook says…

“By the fruits ye shall know them!”

Nice guy, that sky pilot! And I never spoke his name in a negative light!! Hey Shit Happens Right?!?