AWW ferthe luva crimmini the gig be up, maties! The CAG innalla his gloriest! Jus whenna thunk it was safe ta put up a foot er too onhis table, bassard cums roun agin! Spit inna breakfast an pee ooeer the side, an XO I'll have the men up, excusin' but they be drunk, runnin' trains, ridin bikes an' whatnot.
Lt Cmdr Mac get them in clean shirts an ready fer inspeccy o' their short arms!
Bos'n Jeremy, the blue cutter pleasey.
Summin go down an kick the Admiral innis ribs, get i'm clean breesches and roust up his hat.
THE CAG IS ABOARD!!! Pweet, Pweet, Pweet and one last whistle.
Captain Bondoman, Lord of the swells and dolphin feeder.