Originally Posted by QBNCGAR
The world is what you make it, bud.
But, interestingly, I feel the same way. Such apathy. How weak....boring.....pffft.
Oh, and please don't ever call me "bud".
He prefers "flower", don't you Barbie?
Would a nice sea shanty cheer you up?
cho: Way hay and up she rises
Way hay and up she rises (patent blocks o' diff'rent sizes)
Way hay and up she rises
Earl-eye in the morning
What shall we do with a drunken sailor (3x)
Earl-eye in the morning!
Put him in a long-boat till he's sober
Keep him there and make 'im bale 'er.
Trice him up in a runnin' bowline.
Tie him to the tasffrail when she's yard-arm under.
Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him.
Take 'im and shake 'im and try an' wake 'im.
Give 'im a dose of salt and water.
Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.
Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.
Or perhaps a bit o' company?
OK-This is what you really want, right?