M.L.I.S.W. I hate good-byes unless they mean I get to go home!

Upon departure from the vessel: Third Mate:  Okay, so we'll have to be in touch.

Me:  Without a doubt.

Third Mate:  You'll have to fill me in on everything you  hear since you're such a dirty pirate hooker.

*note: he's been calling me a dirty pirate hooker for a few days now...

Me:  Wait, why am I a dirty pirate hooker?

Third Mate:  I dunno....cause you're dirty and a hooker?

Me:  Oh yeah, I forgot.....