Well, you can sell your truck to me real cheap - like maybe $1000 will all stereo equipment in it - and then you can head to boot camp with a clear head //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/smile.gif.1ebc41e1811405b213edfc4622c41e27.gif
lol... lemme think about it //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/wink.gif.608e3ea05f1a9f98611af0861652f8fb.gifWell, you can sell your truck to me real cheap - like maybe $1000 will all stereo equipment in it - and then you can head to boot camp with a clear head //content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/smile.gif.1ebc41e1811405b213edfc4622c41e27.gif
What is a Sailor?
Somewhere between the security of Childhood and the insecurity of Second Childhood, we find a bunch of good-hearted Joes who wear funny pants that we call “Sailors.” They are worked too hard, get too little sleep, take great verbal abuse, do every imaginable kind of job at any imaginable hour, never seem to get paid, never know where they are going and can seldom tell where they’ve been.
They come in assorted sizes, shapes, weights, and states of sobriety. They can be found anywhere; on ships, in bars, on leave, in bars, in debt, in bars, and always in love. Girls love them, towns tolerate them, and the United States Government supports them.
A Sailor is laziness with a deck of cards, bravery with the girl next door, and protector of the High Seas with a copy of “Playboy” in his back pocket. They have the energy of snails, the slyness of foxes, the speed of snails, the stories of a Sea Captain, the sincerity of a liar, the appetite of a lion, the aspirations of a Casanova, and what they mostly want is weekend liberty.
Some of their likes are: women, beer, girls, whiskey, dames, rum, babes, scotch, chicks, females, and the opposite ***. Not necessarily in that order. Their dislikes are: answering letters, wearing a uniform, saluting officers, Navy chow, and getting up on time. No one else can cram into one tiny pocket a little black book, a picture of his girl, a deck of cards, a pair of dice, and the remains of last months pay. They spend most of their money on whiskey, women, poker, and pool. The rest they spend foolishly.
A Sailor is a magical creature; you can lock him out of your house, but not out of your heart. You can get him off your mailing list, but not off your mind. You might as well give up. He’s your “Long Way From Home Lover,” and your “One and only blurry eyed, good-for-nothing, bundle of worry.” But all these faults seem insignificant when your sailor docks and he looks at you with those big, blood-shot eyes and says;
“Hi Ya Honey!”
my heads always up.**** charlie, sorry man. Really the damage doesnt look too terrible. I think that's just the control arms that would have been bent back. You should try to get an estimate before you sell all that sexy *** new gear you got. Keep your head up man. Shit always works out.//content.invisioncic.com/y282845/emoticons/cool.gif.3bcaf8f141236c00f8044d07150e34f7.gif