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Some of the
best so far:
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| If
you don't pay attention to where we are going, gay sailor boy, I am going to prick
you with this needle... | (Indy) |
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| Skipper: How many times? Put
the coathanger down the front! I told you it would smart if you put it down the
back. Shall I get the ointment....? | (Simes) |
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| It soon became apparent that
Woolfy's stag-do needed to be an essential last-minute lesson on 'the facts of
life'. | (Claire
Bear) |
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Skipper: "Seriously,
I'm telling you, straight guys love tits"
Woolfy: "Yeah, weird." |
(Jimmy Patterson) |
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"...and if you crash
it, I'll grab your little weasal head and pull your teeth out, one by one."
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(Smeagol) |
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The Skipper tells Woofy
what to do: "Sailing a yacht is like making love to a beautiful woman. First
you climb on board. Next, you get full control of the rudder and then you ride
her for all you are worth". Wise words indeed! |
(Robbo) |
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Skipper: "If you splice
the mainbrace when the sun's over the yardarm, you'll be keeled over, three sheets
to the wind and in the drink before you can say flibbertigibbert; so get down
the hatch."
Woolfy: "Skips, you're beginning
to talk my language!" | (Giles) |
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The salty Seadogs reminisce
about another one that got away:
"....and her tits were this big!" |
(Robbo) |
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It was just then that it
dawned on Woolfy: he was an hour and a half from dry land, alone with a strapping
sailor making obscene hand gestures. | (Giles) |
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I tell you the truth Woolfy,
I grabbed her with this hand and pinched her with this! |
(Fatman) |
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| Woolfy
to Skipper: "Shut up, Nasser. Michael Vaughn is captain now!" | (Robbo) |
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Rehearsals begin in earnest
for the chorus line of HMS Pinafore. | (Rupert) |
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Skipper: "So, one
last time then, if I have 5 G&Ts over here and then I add another 3 G&Ts
from here, how many does that make...?"
Woolfy: "Seriously Skip,
just take this wheel back or I'll probably hoy up all over your bloody G&T,
alright...?" | (Meccie-Man) |
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And with the wire coming
of my forehead directly connected to the jackstay, I can get the World Service
right here on my fingertips! | (Bishop
of Exeter) |
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