After being "attacked" by a shipload of female pirates, the boys weren't sure they had enough left in them to go sailing this morning.
The boys thought sailing would be better after getitng stoned, and they'd just run the cloth thingy up the pole thingy later...
Aarrrr, twas the strangest thing, we were sailing past Wellington Point when all of a sudden out of nowhere this fella appears , slams into the mast and now here he lays ......aaaarrrrrr....
Guy with the Cup: You know, in about 100 years from now, men will be sailing around on boards - none of this giant wooden ship thing...and they'll call it pole boarding and then there'll be these other panzies with kites.
Guy sitting on the red thing: Barry, you're pissed again.
"ere james, pack me pipe full o' baccy again will ya"
"old george keeps on telling the story about how he ducked and actually invented the duck gybe"
is this a bit rude ?
"now i've said to the captain before, you can't be up all night shaggin the cabin boy and expect to get a good days work out of him, "
yeah a bit ...what about
"Its true, twas about 2 days out from Capetown and we sees this little sailing boat coming towards us..only it wasn't a boat you see...twas a shipwrecked looking soul standing on a small narrow raft . ..he was holding on to the mast and a bit of spar which was attached to a bit of canvas sail...damn clever it was .....sailed right pass us... going faster than a clipper under full sail...never stopped....screaming at the top of his voice he was...strange it was.....like he was straight from davy jones locker......he jumped off the tops of swells like a flying fish........never saw him again..........."
"Cheer up lads, being a convict ain't so bad...
tomorrow we'll away from the stinking Thames,
and land in Australia in time for a ripsnortin' summer..."
*
* where the water's warm, the beer's cold, the air's clean, and and our people will eventually learn to stop whinging
^^^^ Spoken like an artist and a not inastute observation
Don't worry. I wont hold it against you on judgement day ![]()
Leech (with the cup)
'Ere's one for ya, lads. Now s'pposin' there's ne're quite enough wind, makin' good way 'bout 80% of the time with sail bellied. You should really go up a sail size but you left it at home.
How should you rig the sail?
If you belly it out, it will get you under way but does it increase the drag? Will you be more likely to come off the plane earlier? Does it reduce upwind ability which is crucial in these conditions.
If you rig flatter then pump up onto the plane, is your sail's efficiency increased? Will you plane more? Will your upwind ability be improved?
aaargh, lets sing a sea shanty, all together lads
It was on the good ship venus
By christ, ya shoulda seen us
The figurehead was a wh#re in bed
And the mast, a mammoth p#nis
The captain of this lugger
He was a dirty b#gger
He wasnt fit to shovel sh#t
From one place to another
Chorus:
Friggin in the riggin
Friggin in the riggin
Friggin in the riggin
There was f&@k all else to do
all together now ![]()
Arr Jim lad, dugongs are grey and plump and they graze on seagrass whereas yer mermaids are creatures of yer limbic unconscious, all lissom n curvy n gorgeous. A mermaid wont stand to be be mistaken fer a dugong but dugongs aint so fussy. Mind you they smell the same. Why do you ask?
Gosh Mr Queeg, I think I stepped on one when I was water starting out by the shark nets. It felt like neoprene sandpaper.
NEOPRENE SANDPAPER! why that weren't no mermaid boy. Neither were it dugong.....