Dude... She just sent me a story of how she wants to fuck me on a boat and call me her captain.. Well ahoy mateys, lets set sail
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There be a storm on the horizon. Man the poop deck!
Avast, ye best be watchin' yer timber around that chumbucket....
So put an inflatable raft on your mattress and call it good.
Ask for a tour of the poop deck.
That old scow's nothin to write home about. She's got her a cracked piston, blown head gasket and desperately needs an oil change... Ye been warned!