Sailors have always been known for their shenanigans. Even in today’s politically correct Canoe Cabaret, our young sailors find a way to amuse themselves in time of need. I hope you enjoy this month’s photo picks of Sailors behaving badly.
…
This one I call Pollywog Foosball …
(Fin)
A poem written by Thomas M. McDade of the USS Mullinnix back in the day… you know it’s old because they still used the green tile!
What
I liked
most about it
being too rough
for deck apes
to work
topside
on the
USS Mullinnix
was buffing
passageways
and
coordinating
the whims
of machine
and sea
without
scuffing
the base
of bulkheads.
Even when
it came to
figuring how
many saltines
would cover
a green
square
of tile
to keep
breakfast
down.
While standing watch on the bridge, the Master Helmsman had noticed when an old, run-down freighter named Sagar Moti passed by. The Officer of the Deck (OOD) asked if he knew what it meant...
“Ocean
Pearl.”
... He answered ...
The OOD nodded...
“It does
look like it’s been fished out from the bottom of the sea…”
For thousands of years sailors have heeded warnings of the Sirens and Mermaids that lure them into the deep. Some of them sirens are the reason waterbeds were invented… I hope you all enjoy my collection of Sailors and Mermaids I’ve cumshawed for your enjoyment.
But
Captain, I thought you said we could bring back souvenirs …
Now hold
on Olive … it wasn’t on porpoise!
She met
him on line …
(Fin)
Two young
and zealous swabbies were sitting at a bar getting drunk and enjoying some cheap beer. One says
to the other,
“Look at
those drunks across the bar. That could be us in ten years.”
The other
one says,
“You
Asshole … That’s a mirror!”
This goes out to any of you dirty ol’ rapscallions who have ever served with women in our United States Canoe Club Cabaret. Many a young Seaman has fantasized about anchoring his dinghy in the harbor of one of those young cute female division officers. I’m sure the same could be said of the women sailors and their male officer counterparts, so I’m not saying anything that isn’t true to its word. Or the Commanding Officer tying you up to the mast and giving you a few whacks with the ol’ leather shillelagh. Well here are a few shipmates of the gentler type that will make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside! I hope you all enjoy…
(Fin)
