the horse's mouth

Oh Shit! I Don't Think I'm Going To Make It To Friday.

Someone has other plans for me.

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I've Been Drinking Rum Tonight And I Feel Like A Pirate.

Is that the Tillerman?
He looks like he could use some grog.

All For Me Grog

And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
All for my beer and tobacco
Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
Far across the Western Ocean I must wander

I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed
Since first I came ashore with me plunder
I've seen centipedes and snakes and me head is full of aches
And I have to take a path for way out yonder

And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
All for my beer and tobacco
Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
Far across the Western Ocean I must wander

Where are me boots, me noggin', noggin' boots
They're all sold for beer and tobacco
See the soles they were thin and the uppers were lettin' in
And the heels were lookin' out for better weather

And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
All for my beer and tobacco
Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
Far across the Western Ocean I must wander

Where is me shirt, me noggin', noggin' shirt
It's all sold for beer and tobacco
You see the sleeves were all worn out and the collar been torn about
And the tail was lookin' out for better weather

And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
All for my beer and tobacco
Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
Far across the Western Ocean I must wander

Where is me wife, me noggin', noggin' wife
She's all sold for beer and tobacco
You see her front it was worn out and her tail I kicked about
And I'm sure she's lookin' out for better weather

And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
All for my beer and tobacco
Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
Far across the Western Ocean I must wander

Where is me bed, me noggin', noggin' bed
It's all sold for beer and tobacco
You see I sold it to the girls until the springs were all in twirls
And the sheets they're lookin' out for better weather

And it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
All for my beer and tobacco
Well, I spent all me tin with the ladies drinkin' gin
Far across the Western Ocean I must wander

If you ever spent time in the Navy you should be able
to relate to this song.

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Hookey Smokes, Can't A Guy Do A Foolish Thing Or Two?

I ain't goin' nowhere except to my boat to scrap paint or maybe the beach to
check out the surf and wahines...only when my wife isn't looking.
I guess you really would have known I was fooling around if I had
done a Laser thing. The Horse's Laser? OK Bonnie give it up and talk story.

Tags: surfing, blogging, silly

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Was I Drunk....Again?

Hey that's not me! I drink sake.
I think that's a photo of Edward, the scoundrel has delusions of bumping me
off the Tillerman's Top Ten. No wonder he's passed out on the lawn in front
of the marina.

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Toothpaste?

Does my breath really smell that bad?

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All Good Things Must Come to An End.

Due to many lurkers and no commentators I'm closing this blog. It's no fun to sit alone
in front of a flickering computer screen with only a bottle of sake as my pal. I need
to get out in the world, maybe go to a play or a musical. I hear that Cats is making a
comeback. So as they say in ole Mexico, "Vaya con Dios," or as Roy used to say,
"Happy Trails."

Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.

Some trails are happy ones,
Others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.

Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smilin' until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song and bring the sunny weather.

Happy trails to you, 'till we meet again.



See ya, there's a wahine with a bottle of sake waiting for me at the beach.

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