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Come
sit yerself down, fellow shipmates.
Cap'n
Mandy has some comical yarns fer yer ears...
This
is a story of two pirates.
The
second pirate says to the first, "how'd ya get that wooden leg
mate?".
The
first replies "arrr, it done got bit off bye a varmint
shark."
The
second pirate is of course impressed, "aye, dat's really a
pirate ting to have happen. How'd ya get dat metal 'hook?"
The
first replies "lost err in a sword fight, bastard cut off me
bloody hand!".
"aye,
dat's really a pirate ting to have happen" says the second
pirate, again impressed. "How'd ya get dat patch on your
eye?".
"Well
I was up in the crow's nest eh, and I looked up to spy this
seagull" says the pirate's pirate, "and the damn ting
pooped reet in me eye".
In
disbelief the second pirate says "Well, how'd dat make ya
blind?"
The
first pirate replied: "Arr...first day wit my hook.
The
captain of a tanker saw a light dead ahead. He directed his
signalman to flash a signal to the light which read.... "Change
course 10 degrees South."
A
reply was quickly flashed back..."You change course 10 degrees
North.'"
The
captain was somewhat annoyed and sent another message....."I am
a captain. Change course 10 degrees South."
Back
came the reply...."I am an able-seaman. Change course 10
degrees North.'"
By
now the captain was outraged and flashed the message...."I am a
240,000 ton tanker. CHANGE course 10 degrees South!!
Back
came the reply......."I am a LIGHTHOUSE. Change course 10
degrees North!!!!"
Five
pirates and one woman wash up on a desert island after a shipwreck.
Before
long they are all getting pretty horny so they all make a deal.
Each
pirate will marry the woman for one week at a time, at which point
the next pirate in line will marry her and so on.
All
the pirates get sex every five weeks and the woman gets sex as often
as she wants with a different pirate each week.
The
situation works wonderfully for five years. When the woman suddenly
dies...
The
first week after wasn't too bad.
The
second week was getting sort of bad.
The
third week was getting pretty bad.
The
fourth week was really bad.
The
fifth week was horrible!
By
the sixth week it was unbearable...
So
they buried her.
Two
pirates of limited intelligence were on a ship that sank in the
middle of the ocean. They managed to board a dingy.
On
the sixth day, half dead from heat, thirst and starvation, they
spotted a small object floating towards them in the water.
As
it drew near, they were ecstatic to find that is was an oil lamp
(the kind that genies come in).
They
grabbed the lamp and rubbed it. Out popped a tired old genie who
said, "OK, so you freed me from this stupid lamp, yadda, yadda,
yadda. But hey, I've been doing this three wishes stuff for a long
time now and quite frankly, I'm burned out. You pirates get only ONE
wish and then I'm OUTTA here. Make it a good one."
The first pirate,( Dave. E. Jones,) without hesitation or thought blurted out, "Arrgghh! I be wishin' for all the rum we can drink for the rest of our lives I say!!!"
"Fine,"
said the genie, and turned the entire ocean into rum.
"Great
move ya land lubber!" said the second pirate, (Sir Henry
Morgan) slapping the first pirate on the head.
"NOW
we're gonna have to pee in the BOAT!"
Long
ago, when sailing ships ruled the waves, a Captain and his crew were
in danger of being boarded by a pirate ship. As the crew became
frantic, the captain bellowed to his First Mate, "Bring me my
Red shirt!" The First Mate quickly retrieved the captain's red
shirt, which the captain put on and led the crew to battle the
pirate boarding party. Although some casualties occurred among the
crew, the pirates were repelled.
Later
that day, the lookout screamed that there were now TWO pirate
vessels sending boarding parties. The crew cowered in fear, but the
Captain, calm as ever bellowed, "Bring me my red shirt!"
And once again the battle was on. Once again the Captain and his
crew repelled both boarding parties, although this time more
casualties occurred.
Weary
from the battles, the men sat around on deck that night recounting
the day's occurrences when an ensign looked to the Captain and
asked, "Sir, why did you call for your red shirt before the
battle?" The Captain, giving the ensign a look that only a
Captain can give, exhorted, "If I am wounded in battle, the red
shirt does not show the wound and thus, you men will continue to
fight unafraid."
The men sat in silence marveling at the courage of such a man. As dawn came the next morning, the lookout screamed that there were more pirate ships,10 of them, all with boarding parties on their way. The men became silent and looked to the Captain, their leader, for his usual command.
The
Captain, calm as ever, bellowed, "Bring me my brown
pants!"
A
young pirate was shipwrecked on a remote island. Although he had
plenty of food and water, there was nothing for him to do except
play with himself. After many years, even that became so monotonous
that he couldn't even get an erection.
Now,
completely without any happiness, he started to lose his sanity.
One
morning, as he was lying on the beach, he thinks he sees a ship in
the distance. He quickly starts a fire, then throws wet seaweed on
top until smoke is billowing high in the air. The ship starts to
come his way! He gets all excited and thinks,
"Finally!
I'm going to be saved! The first thing I want is to take a long, hot
shower. Then they're going to give me some clothes and I'm going to
go upstairs and have a nice dinner. I will find a nice lady to dance
with, then I will take to her cabin and we can kiss and I can fondle
her body. She'll start to take off her clothes and she'll be wearing
red silk panties!"
At
this, he starts to get an erection.
He
slips his hand into his shorts, grabs his pecker, and yells,
"Ha Ha Ha!! I lied about the ship!!
One
day an old pirate gets on a sailboat.
Several
minutes later a punk kid with red, green, and orange hair gets on.
The
kid notices that the old pirate keeps staring at him.
The
kid looks at him and says,
"What
you staring at old man, ain't you ever done anything wild in your
time?"
The
old pirate replies,
"Yeah,
I screwed a parrot once. I was just wondering if you were my
kid?"
The
Islander
The
purpose of work....!!!!
The
American businessman was at the pier of a small South Pacific Island
village when a small proa with just one fisherman docked. Inside the
small proa was a Dorado and several large Grouper. The American
complimented the Islander on the quality of his fish and asked how
long it took to catch them.
The
Islander replied, "Only a little while."
The
American then asked why didn't he stay out longer and catch more
fish?
The
Islander said he had enough to support his family's immediate needs.
The
American then asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your
time?"
The
fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my
children, take a late afternoon nap with my wife, Helia, stroll into
the village each evening where I sip rum and play guitar with my
friends, I have a full and busy life."
The American scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats. Eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor,eventually opening your own cannery.
You
would control the product, processing and distribution. You
would need to leave this small fishing village and move to
Australia, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your
expanding enterprise."
The
South Seas fisherman asked, "But, how long will this all
take?"
To
which the American replied, "15-20 years."
"But what then?" The American laughed and said that's the best part. "When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your
company
stock to the public and become very rich, you would make
millions."
"Millions,
really? Then what?"
The
American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small fishing
village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your
kids, take a late afternoon nap with your wife, stroll to the
village in the evenings where you could sip rum and play your guitar
with your friends."
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