A sailor who smelled like a distillery flopped on a subway seat next to a priest. The sailor’s tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a half empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened his newspaper and began reading. After a few minutes, the sailor turned to the priest and asked,
”Say, Father, what causes arthritis?”
”Mister, it’s caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol and a contempt for your fellow man.”
”Well, I’ll be damned,” the sailor muttered, returning to his paper.
The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the seaman and apologized. ”I’m very sorry. I didn’t mean to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?”
”I don’t have it, Father. I was just reading here that the pope does.”
A pirate walks into a bar and the bartender says, ”Hey, I haven’t seen you in a while. What happened, you look terrible!”
”What do you mean?” the pirate replies, ”I’m fine.”
The bartender says, ”But what about that wooden leg? You didn’t have that before.”
”Well,” says the pirate, ”We were in a battle at sea and a cannon ball hit my leg but the surgeon fixed me up, and I’m fine, really.”
”Yeah,” says the bartender, ”But what about that hook? Last time I saw you, you had both hands.”
”Well,” says the pirate, ”We were in another battle and we boarded the enemy ship. I was in a sword fight and my hand was cut off but the surgeon fixed me up with this hook, and I feel great, really.”
”Oh,” says the bartender, ”What about that eye patch? Last time you were in here you had both eyes.”
”Well,” says the pirate, ”One day when we were at sea, some birds were flying over the ship. I looked up, and one of them shat in my eye.”
”So?” replied the bartender, ”what happened? You couldn’t have lost an eye just from some bird shit!”
”Well,” says the pirate, ”I really wasn’t used to the hook yet.”
Once upon a time there was a famous sea captain. This captain was very successful at what he did for years he guided merchant ships all over the world.
Never did stormy seas or pirates get the best of him. He was admired by his crew and fellow captains. However, there was one thing different about this captain. Every morning he went through a strange ritual. He would lock himself in his captain’s quarters and open a small safe.
In the safe was an envelope with a piece of paper inside. He would stare at the paper for a minute, then lock it back up. After, he would go about his daily duties.
For years this went on, and his crew became very curious. Was it a treasure map? Was it a letter from a long lost love? Everyone speculated about the contents of the strange envelope.
One day the captain died at sea. After laying the captain’s body to rest, the first mate led the entire crew into the captains quarters. He opened the safe, got the envelope, opened it and... The first mate turned pale and showed the paper to the others. Four words were on the paper, two on two lines:
Port Left, Starboard Right.
A young Aussie joins the navy. On the day he is about to go to sea, his father warned him to be aware of gay sailors.
”But dad, how will I know?”
”Trust me son, you will know.”
After 6 months at sea, the ship comes into port. The father was on the dock waiting for his son.
The son, seeing his father, got off the ship and shook his fathers hand. ”Well son, how did it go?”
”Dad, I found out what you meant about gay sailors. One night I was out on deck all alone when a man came by and put his hand on my shoulder so I threw him overboard.”
”But how could you tell he was gay?”
”Well, for 3 days he swam behind the boat yelling ’Throw me a buoy! Throw me a buoy!’ ”