The "I don't want to talk about AI" thread, and the new topic is: let's drink!

What do you with a drunken sailor, early in the mornin?

Shave his nuts with a lady's razor, singe his pubes with industrial lasers, pour him piss as a whiskey chaser

Early in the mornin'!
 
Put him in bed with the captain's daughter
Or the son if the son is hotter
Something something slaughter

Early in the mornin!
 
I was as pissed as a parrot in Paradise Street
when a mingin' old strumpet I chanced for to meet
she had hair like a scarecrow and a rollin' glass eye
and I fell for her charms as she 'obbled on by
her topsails were flapping her rigging ran free
and she clued up her corset and winked right at me
she was steamy and beamy and broad in the bow
'get your coat, boy, you've pulled and come home with me now'
Well I slapped and I tickled, she giggled and swooned
and all the night long we canoodled and spooned
Yes all the night long won't you give me a clap?
That's just what she gave me and I ain't goin' back
Blow the man down bullies blow the man down
Wey-hey blow the man down
Blow him right back into Liverpool Town
Gimme some time to blow the man down
 
"Oh Jesus Christ!"

(I uttered this after stacking a 44' Beneteau Oceanis sideways onto the pontoons during spring flood tide during an ill-advised attack of "get-there-itis" motivated by incoming weather and a desire to get across the Solent before it got too festive.)

Cost me £900 to fix the scrape 😭 thank God I didn't hit any of the other boats as well!
 
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