I feel sorry for Bobsprit
Poor Bobsprit, the schmuck has a baby. Bwahahhahhahahhaha!
I hope he realizes what he's gotten himself into.
Sleepless nights, having to sell the boat and not being able to
afford another. No more hanging out at the marina.
Having to take a second job to afford all the bills.
No more drinking, carousing and immature activity.
No more all-girl crews.
No more playing the home entertainment system and the
speakers he brags about at anything above a whisper.
Changing smelly diapers, installing baby carriers in
the back seat of his Hugo, and a wife no longer interested
in intimacy.
The good news is now that he's a father he no longer has
to pretend to be a sailor. He can gracefully bow out citing
the fact he's too busy. He can make himself scarce on this
sailing newsgroup. Thank the Lord.
Hey Booby, GOOD RIDDANCE!
CN
|