Tuesday, March 7, 2017

'Unscrupulous Antics & Edumacational Circumstances'



Ladies and Gentlemen, nobody enjoys off-color humor like an Old School Crackerjack Sailor! And in the days of yore… off-humor was the name of the game!! The idear was to fleece the fleet of all the weaklings, and you had to have thick skin, thick as Rhino Hide!!! 

Now I know that it may be hard for some of you young’ns out there to believe, but there was a time when ‘Shock Value’ was the best course of humor to break up the monotony! Before the days of split tails and transgendered running amok… That in itself is a shock to us old farts!!!

Shipmates like today had to get their experience! They had to grow their sea-legs to handle a lot of shit!! That’s what your Sea Daddy was for!! He was there to teach you the lessons of swashbuckl’n that only his wisdom could provide!!!

I remember one of my first lessons on the ol’ Baglady! One of those edumacational circumstances you’ll never forget!! I’d even used it a time or two myself!! There I was in Gun Plot amongst the rest of the Firecontrol Boys and Canon Cockers wasting time just after Morning Quarters for some ‘GMT’ when my Sea Daddy sat me down for a new lesson in life…

“Let me show you how to wipe your ass with one sheet of shit paper!”

“I already know how to wipe my ass… I don’t need to be potty trained!”

“Oh shut your shit pouch and listen up!”

I didn’t know what to think! Why did I need training on wiping my own ass? He said it was about conserving shit paper on long deployments or something of the like!!  I watched with intent as he removed a single square from the roll he had on the plotting desk!!

“First, fold it in half twice… like this!”

… he said …

“Then take the corner with the folds like so and tear off a small piece so you got a hole in the middle of the square and set that torn piece aside for later!”

Others now gathered round to see what the commotion was about!!!

“Now put your index finger through the hole and wrap the rest of the paper over your hand to keep it from getting shit all over it!  Now you can wipe your ass with your finger and shake off the excess shit like this!”

He pretended to wipe his ass and pulled his finger up and shook it like a dirty booger!!!

“You’re almost done! Take your clean hand and slide it up under the shit paper and remove it with a twist and wiping up, cleaning your finger at the same time! Now toss that piece in the shitter!”

 … This is where I knew I’d been had …

“Now remember that little torn piece I told you we’d save for later?”

“Yeah!”

“Well you take that piece and you clean the shit out the fingernail of the index finger!”

Without even crack’n a smirk, he demonstrated the whole process…

“Oh, and one last thing!”

“What’s that?”

“Make sure you eat and pick your nose with the other hand… and that’s GMT for today! Now get back to work!”

The whole gauddamned group was rolling at the look of disgust on my face!!! 

Then there was the misguided deviance of a few shipmates on the Chucky ‘V.’ When living in a ‘Good ol’ Boys Club’ amongst reckless cretins you tend to pick up some bad habits… and when you continue trying to top one another it leads to some unorthodox behavioral patterns!! Like flipping a shipmate a simple bird just didn’t quite cut the mustard!! Somewhere between being the new guy to earning your salt, it went from giving the middle finger to showing your cock and balls!!!

I specifically remember hauling ass to one of the aft CIWS Mounts to give a guy a chow relief from watching over ship fitters while in the yards! He said some smart ass shit like shipmates often do and my obvious response as I pulled out my twig & berries…

“No but I’ve got some Tube Steak smothered in underwear for you… it’s what's for dinner!”

… To that he grabbed my junk whilst pulling me towards the door and asked me if I’d like to go on a tour around the ship!!!

It was unscrupulous antics such as these the seared such great memories into the back of our cerebrums! We didn’t have a ‘PC Wrecking Ball’ forcing us to dress in neutral gender clothing and pretend there ain’t no difference between an innie and an outie!! Looking back over the ensuing span of the past several years and sifting through my old memories… I’m sure glad I got to enjoy it while I did!!!




Sunday, March 5, 2017

'Sick Call'


A Sailor goes to the Ship’s Doc and says…

"My best mate and I went to a brothel and he’s afraid he may have caught some kind of disease, what should he do?”

The doctor says…

"OK, get your trousers down and let’s have a look at your best mate!"



Saturday, March 4, 2017

'The Million Visit Mile Stone'


It’s time for some self-celebration as the DanTheNavyMan Blogspot has reached the ‘Million Visit Mile Stone!’  I wan’t to thank you shipmates for making this happen as I couldn't have done it without you!! It ain’t the Oscars or the Grammies but it keeps the ‘Dan The Navy Man’ Shit Show going strong with no-shitters and lots of parody!!! Now if I can just muster up a little more imagination to figure out how to get that book finished!!!!

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

'Whack It Off'




A marine, an Army grunt and a Navy Sailor were in a bar having a beer while a cute lady bartender is chopping lemons and limes with a big cleaver! After several beers, the Army grunt decides to show how tough he is, he says as he lays his little finger on the bar top…

"Bartender, Whack it off."

The Bartender obligingly swings hard and lops off the digit. Not to be outdone, the Marine rolls up his sleeve and lays his whole right arm on the bar top…

"There, lop that off!"

Incredulous, the bartender, says…

“Sir, I can't whack that off, are you fucking nuts?"

"No, go ahead, I don't need it, I can use my left one to wipe my ass!"

Whoop, she lops it completely off! So for a minute all are in disbelief, then the Sailor dude unzips his fly and whops his manhood upon the bar. The dumbfounded bartender has had enough…

"Are you completely sure you want me to whack that off?"

"Hell no lady, just unbutton your blouse, let me play with those giant titties and I’ll give myself a few strokes, it’ll come all by itself!"

Saturday, February 25, 2017

'Laughs, Parody, and Messing With The New Guys'



An ol’ Shipmate posted some picks today that caused me to thumb through my mental rolodex and come up with a few masterful memories! Now there's not a Crackerjack Sailor out there who hadn’t flip through his own salty memoires and didn't smile when he remembered the little things we hold so dear!! These old recollections go a long way to forming those lifetime bonds of what being shipmates was really about!!!

Now we all know that life underway without a bit of cerebral stimulation could be boring as hell! Not a whole lot different than mushroom farming or watching paint dry… which sometimes was the case!! This ‘Vu’ got more ‘Deja’ all the time!!!

In most cases, the work day was longer than the amount of work that actually needed to get done! They tasked us with a lot of busy work to keep us occupied! We needed something to break up the underway blues!!!

To a new guy, this must’ve been like coming onboard as a stray mutt adopted by a family of trailer trash! And we just had to fuck with the new guy… Like ‘Good Gaming’ another shipmate right after an inspection or some other grab ass & horse play…

“That shit is fucking gay!”

“What do you mean that’s gay? I mean, how do you know you’re not gay?”

… To which he’d reply …

“I ain’t fuck’n gay!”

“How do you know you’re not gay? Have you ever sucked a dick before? I have… I know what it’s like! I hated it! But you can’t knock it if you don’t try it!” 

… Then came the parody to ‘Loving You’ …

“Butt Loving You”… •*¨*•.¸¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•
“Is easier with Vaseline”… •*¨*•.¸¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•
“Lubee In You Doo-Doo” … •*¨*•.¸¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•
“OOOOHHOOOOOHOOOO!!” … •*¨*•.¸¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•


That usually got the whole compartment rolling! After such escapades the games would begin!! The new guy wouldn’t enter the head alone!!!

Any of you shitbirds remember me standing square in front of that mirror flexing me naked butt cheeks… while flossing the crack and powdering me testicles?!?

That usually heralded a good ol’ fashion towel snapping contest! One of them standard issue ‘Navy Towels’ with your SSN# written on the corner would do!! It could tear the meat right outta your hide… ‘By God’ I might go to hell, but I swear it could!!!

It used to be a good Shipmate could find the humor in any situation no matter how bad it was! Even the ‘XO’ took light of my Meg Ryan rendition of an orgasm just before ‘Heads-n-Beds!! There was no shame… !!!

Okay, and maybe I need to stroke my ego so I’ll continue to be a legend in my own mind … but ‘Boy Was It Fun!!!’

And the movies at night when not on watch …

“A Few Good Men’ was the most disappointing gay film I’d seen all year!”

… That’s when the new guy was as baffled as Adam on Mother’s Day!! He’d look like a vegetarian in a testicle eating contest!!!

Nowadays you can’t harass the new guy anymore! You’ll get Court-martialed or sent to Skippy’s Mast for ‘Acting A Fool!’  Where have all the good times gone?!?  Now Sailors grow up not knowing how to get fucked with!! It’s a travesty I tell you!!!

One thing you had to learn being a shipmate! You had to learn to take some shit… learn how to be fucked with! There weren’t no times to be a sensitive little flower in these here parts!! You’re in the United States Navy for Heaven’s Sakes… we kill people and break stuff!! I got pretty good at the game!! I rolled around in it… I cradled it, I caressed it, I got all biblical on it…

“Slings and Arrows thrown my way in consequence!!!”

I guess at some point there were just too many ‘new guys’ with the IQ of a Camshaft screaming like scalded eagles because they were getting picked on! You know the kind I’m talking about… the ones who were as useful as a one armed trapeze artist with an itchy ass!!!

That’s when you needed that guy… You needed the one who stood the watch when he smelled bad! You needed that one guy with the twinkle in his eye and only a few months left to his EAOS!! You know the one… the one who could give two shits less!!!

You needed him why?!? You needed him because he’d been around and seen some shit!! He’s done shit!! He’s the one that would put the ‘New Guy’ in Check!!!    

We need a new term for sensitive little shits in this here Navy… because at least pussies can take a pounding!!!

I once read a quote…
 

“Life is made up of Moments… Moments create Days, days create Months, months create Years, years create LIFE! Lose the Moment and you lose Life!”



One day, my ol’ Shipmates will be parked in their lazy chairs thinking to themselves…

That was one hell of a ride!”

I’ve always had nothing but the greatest respect for those fellas… The ones that I served with!!!