Back from a marvellous holiday cruise, I've just been reading my diary. 'The sea journey was in two legs and the First Mate said he wanted to do something special for me between them and invited me to his cabin. As we reached the Equator he said we were about to cross the line.. He threw open the porthole, shouted "Feed the flying fish", put something in my hand and I tossed it into the sea. There were no flying fish- He did it on porpoise. Then, as the sun went down, so did the First Mate. The lapping of the waves and the First Mate brought to mind that where woman goes, mangos. Lonely girls- Take an equatorial cruise. If you fail to grab a man by the tropics you should consider entering a nunnery.'
2006-11-11
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