If you ladies leave my yacht in 2006, if you survive our trip, you will be a sailor. You will be a minister of the sea praying for wind. But until that day you are pukes. You are the lowest form of life on earth. You are not even human fucking beings. You are nothing but unorganized grabastic pieces of amphibian shit. Because I am hard you will not like me. But the more you hate me the more you will learn. I am hard but I am fair. There is no racial bigotry on my yacht. I do not look down on blacks, jews, Italians or Mexicans. Here you are all equally worthless. And my orders are to weed out all non-hackers who do not pack the gear to serve on my beloved yacht.
Do you maggots understand that?!?
2 comments:
um, yeah.
I got one of those headlamps for Xmas. and Gill polarized shades from Landfall Navigation. Very sweet.
Wifey knows what her man needs.
Awesome.
Yea, every time someone asked me what I wanted for xmas I just told them that if it has "sail" in the title, I want it. But the real prize is my new jacket. I wear it to sleep in (don't tell anyone).
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