First I lose my cutlery-- and now you’re telling me that you want my freezer space too? This is intolerable!
Nope, nope. If I were cooking, all you would get is my
‘Linda Blair special.’
Every Cook has a story about sewing some poor fucker back together, it comes with the territory.
“I’m not a Brewster… I’m a son of a sea cook!”
(Arsenic and Old Lace)
That one poor guy in the foreground who only got to flash his butt on screen as he somersaulted past. “Yes, son, my butt was featured in episode xxx of Star Trek”. His only claim to fame.
When I was kid and riding the subway, I would sometimes stabilize my head against one of the grab-poles; the effect was similar to what you see in the video, but actually funny when you see a bunch of people being jostled about, synchronized.
This is the worst trip, I’ve ever been on.
At seven pm the main hatchway caved in; he said, "fellas it’s been good to know ya"
With only fear and good judgement
Holding us back
We sailed out on the Northern Sea
With a boat load of crazy people
Including the shotgun and me
Does somebody know how to drive this thing
Yelled the captain as he fell to his knees
I think I mighta had a little too much today
Take me to my cabin, please
Cruisin’ on a sardine boat
Loaded with crazy people
And we shall be the Santa Maria
Looking for a brave new world🎶
there was one before but I found it to have been deleted
you don’t sea many of those
Nice. Looks like Sailing though, not heavy seas. Great comedic timing as well.
In former Soviet Union fishing vessel, pancake flips itself.
Ships Cook? The list of weird, exciting or just plain odd jobs held by Happy Mutants never seems to end; it is like the CVS Receipt for a varied community.
Why, if it isn’t the King of Cant! The Lord of Lean! The Archbishop of Askew! “Dutch” Angle!
Even just that innocuous line brings a tear to my eye. The power of music, eh?
Well, there’s an idea for a mobile game, “Ships’ Cooks vs Rough Seas”.
@Wanderfound, The name, “Manly Ferry” always makes me giggle.
I was more thinking Seagal in ‘Under siege’.
I did like the incredibly Gallic shrug at the end.
On the other hand, I can only begin to imagine the level of swearing that a French ship’s chef must produce, I’m sure that every object in that kitchen has been called putain at least once.
Especially the poutine.
Not to be confused with someone like me, who is fairly manly.