Posted on 08/21/2008 10:54:36 AM PDT by submarinerswife
Can someone help?
Awwwww....
I hope the pain eases, soon. *HUGS* to all of you!
Maybe we go home Sunday.
She just said that was a GOOD shower.
Good baby, all is well.
Showers do wonders for new Mamas.
Do you get to spend much time with them?
24-7 (minus taking a walk to get a bite)
We should be going home by Sunday.
That’s good! I’m sure you’ll be a good daddy. You’ve certainly gotten a good start on it!
Yo Ho Ho
Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun’s pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey’s throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten;
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like break o’day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of the whole ship’s list
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore
Where the scullion’s axe his cheek had shore
And the scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay, and the soggy skies
Dripped down in up-staring eyes
In murk sunset and foul sunrise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of ‘em stiff and stark
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the murder mark!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers’ glut with a rotting red
And there they lay, aye, damn my eyes
Looking up at paradise
All souls bound just contrawise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of ‘em good and true
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev’ry man jack could ha’ sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest of Spanish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold,
And they lay there that took the plum
With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
More was seen through a sternlight screen...
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chartings undoubt where a woman had been
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
‘Twas a flimsy shift on a bunker cot
With a dirk slit sheer through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot
Oh was she wench or some shudderin’ maid
That dared the knife and took the blade
By God! she had stuff for a plucky jade
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped ‘em all in a mains’l tight
With twice ten turns of a hawser’s bight
And we heaved ‘em over and out of sight,
With a Yo-Heave-Ho! and a fare-you-well
And a sudden plunge in the sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
How about this one, then??
I ran out of ink once and had to post without a tagline for a few days.
I want some Cap’n Morgan!
It is short, sweet and to the point.
Aye, an' ye 're too kind, M'Lady. Of a truth, all th' good ye may be wont to lay to my credit; 'tis none of me own, but only me standin' aside so's to allow ye an eyeful of Th' A'mighty.
LORD, and 'tis amazing grace, mos' sure, 'thout which we'd 'ave but th' dregs of th' wanton lust of rapscallions an' bloody tyrants.
Well said! Bravo!
“Hitlery and Helen are darn nigh interchangable!
*shudder*
They give new meaning to the name, Nightmare Alice.
That is one heck-of-a visual !! I guess I picked the wrong week to quit sniffing glue.
EODGUY
I ran out of inc. once, and had days in line with a tag to find another post.
Well, just don't try to quit cigarets and coffee, too. You might find yourself upside down on the cieling.
Now’t I’ve done w’a bit o’ late lunch, that w-o-r-k beastie’s wavin’ a crook’d index finger at me; insistin’ that I tend t’ me duties.
I bid ye g’day, M’Lady. Fair winds an’ followin’ seas t’ye.
Hi, ‘Face! Another long(ish) day over. Meetings ended, moved to hotel near aiport, checked in for tomorrow’s flight, and booked the Las Vegas and Vienna flights. Only two days home between those trips — ugh.
I gave him a dragon.
I gave him an album.
;-)
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