Hard On Her Beam Ends, Groaning, Went The Nightengale and Over Side Her Mainmast Goes

I Like Fishes Cuz They're So Delicious

We Must Free Ourselves Of The Hope That The Sea Will Ever Rest. We Must Learn To Sail In High Winds.

Proper engine installation procedure

oopsies

She's Got A List To The Port And Her Sails In Rags / The Cooks In The Scuppers With The Staggers And Jags

It Isn’t That Life Ashore Is Distasteful To Me. But Life At Sea Is Better.

Somebody Told Me This Is The Scary

Summertime And The Livin's Easy