Women don't belong on submarines. I am reminded of the time some dingbat wrote about this in the National Review, and she pointed out that women are stupid. Ain't it the truth.
K-Lo thinks that women and seamen don't mix
But women are used to being around long, hard things that are filled with seamen.
I can always rely on comments for the cheap sex jokes my posts are missing.
They'd have to keep the torpedoes away from the tubes. Or, uh, something.
Wow, BBBB and I both went for the seaman joke at 1:00PM. Obviously, it needed to be said.
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Gals aren't "stupid," they're "intuitive." That's completely different.
"Up 'scope. Bearing to target, mark""Bearing three oh one degrees relative""You always hog the 'scope""WHAT? Get out of my CiC""No. You won't open up, you won't say what you're thinking, and now you want to shoot torpedoes? I DON'T THINK SO""Fire control, stand by. Number two, you have the con. In my quarters, NOW!""Oh, so they're YOU'RE quarters now. Big fucking man. Where was all that passion last night, floppy?""Just SSSHHhh now. We're trying to prosecute a war"."Yeah, you and your war. Got a light? The whole thing sounds like a bunch of macho posturing to me""Put that out! Fer crissakes, this is a SUBMARINE.""No shit?? Dammit, no wonder my tan's fading..."
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K-Lo thinks that women and seamen don't mix
ReplyDeleteBut women are used to being around long, hard things that are filled with seamen.
ReplyDeleteI can always rely on comments for the cheap sex jokes my posts are missing.
ReplyDeleteThey'd have to keep the torpedoes away from the tubes. Or, uh, something.
ReplyDeleteWow, BBBB and I both went for the seaman joke at 1:00PM. Obviously, it needed to be said.
ReplyDeleteFILTHBOT INTERRUPT CONFLICT
ReplyDeleteGals aren't "stupid," they're "intuitive." That's completely different.
ReplyDelete"Up 'scope. Bearing to target, mark"
ReplyDelete"Bearing three oh one degrees relative"
"You always hog the 'scope"
"WHAT? Get out of my CiC"
"No. You won't open up, you won't say what you're thinking, and now you want to shoot torpedoes? I DON'T THINK SO"
"Fire control, stand by. Number two, you have the con. In my quarters, NOW!"
"Oh, so they're YOU'RE quarters now. Big fucking man. Where was all that passion last night, floppy?"
"Just SSSHHhh now. We're trying to prosecute a war".
"Yeah, you and your war. Got a light? The whole thing sounds like a bunch of macho posturing to me"
"Put that out! Fer crissakes, this is a SUBMARINE."
"No shit?? Dammit, no wonder my tan's fading..."