So Jersey Shark + a Fun Trip

[gradywhite273]

Todd
Again that crew made it a pleasure... We worked every minute from lines in til 4:30 each day. There was no quit in anybody despite the bluefish and weather they stuck to it and even at quittin time I could see thwy still didn't want to give up.
Great company makes for a great trip...

you were missing the salt and vinegar chips.

[Deep C]

you were missing the salt and vinegar chips.

No we weren't... I did "things" to them...

[flatbottom]

did you sing nasty songs to the crew? agian ?

[Deep C]

Like...
When youre swimmin and the sea and it bites you on the knee thats a Moray?

Of all the fish I'd love to be
I'd love to be a bass
I'd climb upon a slippery rock
And slide down on my.....................Fins

Of all the birds I'd love to be
I'd love to be a duck
I'd fly across the nudie beach
And watch the people..................... get tan...


Is that what you were looking for????

[flatbottom]

close , that was good !!

this kind

They ride beneath the waves at 20,000 leagues
On stallions stitched to seaweed strands
So smiling, so smiling
They herd the fishes of the deep
They ride for you and me
They ranch the rich and the sunken soil
At the bottom of the sea

In the dead of night, alive in sleep
I hear them calling me
Them deep sea desperadoes
Them midnight maelstrom freaks
The cowboy of the sea

So on wings of sleep I pierce the deep
And ride like a hurricane
At midnight still I paid my bill
And turned my back on the land
With the help of Old Paint, that seaweed nag
It's just Jesse James and me
We ride the depths and rob the banks
At the bottom of the sea

With a seaman's grip on navigation
And some fired, hired hands
We set forth to confront the nation
And lend a cowboy's hand

We do the Dolphins' Dance duet
My mermaid babe and me
Then I ride off into the blue sunset
At the bottom of the sea

And with the seaman's grip on submarining
And some aqualung outlaws
Our guns are made of solid dreamin'
And bullets from a broken cause
And with hand held high to touch the sky
A good Texas Ranger I'll be
But sometimes I feel like a lone stranger
'Midst the cowboys of the sea

Oh and men above he cannot make love
He's got to rape his mother the sea
And because of his greed
We're a vanishing breed
We cowboys of the sea