Poney Racer Port of Entry

[Silver Creek Slim]

Why did ya put the ceegars in the bottles of rum   

Slim

[Pony Racer]

Aye a little know custom from way back when in the Carribean was dipping the ends of the finest cigars in rum.

Why?  Who knows - just one of them things that got done way back when.

Cap'n PR sees his crew is 2 sheets, or more, to the wind and anchors the ship near the ladies auxiliary pier in Ponce Puerto Rico.

Thinks to hiself - the boys will get an eyeful when they stagger up tomorrow am - watching the ladies auxiliary taking their morning swim!!

R&R for everybody!!

PR

[Leo Tanner]

This is better n watchin the intro ta Petticoat Junction--Look at them ladies.
     Aye cap'n, fine handling of the wheel on yer part


Leo

[Ozark Tracker]

everybody peers over the side

[Arcey]

everybody peers over the side

Ain't no facilities down below. No place else ta go......   

[Leo Tanner]

Ain't no facilities down below. No place else ta go......   

[Delmonico]

Ain't no facilities down below. No place else ta go......   

Beat me to it.

[Texas Lawdog]

That rum makes em taste better and it keeps them from gettin dry.

[litl rooster]

in an attempt of researching the proper picture to place here I think I found the perfect picture...Now has anyone ever met this Rumhead at a match?




http://www.pemipeacemakers.com/tg.html

[Arcey]

Hmmmm.........  High water trousers...... Sub-mini guncart....... That umbrella ain't goona be much help in the sun........ Makes ya wunner whut the rum did ta his brain.......

[litl rooster]

funny thing what Owlgores internet will find you   search word was Capt Morgan...In a matter seconds I was at a Cowboy shooting match...............I'd bet "yankee greenbacks" Tensleeps knows him

[Leo Tanner]

It looks ta be a fair day an a swab can't help but sing...

Grandma loved a sailor, who sailed the frozen sea
Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee
He said: "Son, I'm going crazy from livin' on the land
Got to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sands"

This old man was graceful with silver in his smile
He smoked a briar pipe and he walked four country miles
Singing songs of shady sisters and old time liberty
Songs of love and songs of death and songs to set men free
Ya!

I've got three ships and sixteen men
A course for ports unread
I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow till half of us are dead
Land ho!

Well, if I get my hands on a dollar bill gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill
If I get my hands on a number five gonna skin that litlle girl alive
If I get my hand on a number two come back home and marry you
Marry you, marry you
Alright!
Land ho!
[improv out]

Leo

[Pony Racer]

All hands on deck, we've gone afloat, I heard the captain Cry.

Explore this ship, replace the book, let no one leave alive.

Across the straits around the horn

How far can sailors fly, a twisted path a tortured course and no one left alive.

We sailed for parts, unknown to man, where ships come home to die.

No lofty peaks or fortress bold, to match our captains eye...

[Leo Tanner]

Only a true Salty Dog would know that 'un

Upon the seventh sea sick day
We made our port of call
A sand so white
And seas so blue
No mortal place at all

We fired the gun
And burned the mast
And rowed from ship to shore
The captain cried
We sailors wept
Our tears were tears of joy
How many moons
And many Junes
Have passed since we made land
A salty dog
The seaman's log
Your witness, my own hand

[Leo Tanner]

Geez--gotta lotta wind in ma sails taday.


"The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
when the skies of November turn gloomy..."

[Lucky Irish Tom]

With a load of iron ore
26,000 tons more
than the Edmund Fitzgerald weiged empty
that good ship and true
was a bone to be chewed
When the Gales of November came early.

[Ozark Tracker]

The ship was the pride of the American side
Coming back from some mill in Wisconson
As the big freighters go it was bigger than most
With a crew and the Captain well seasoned.

[Trinity]

Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
When they left fully loaded for Cleveland
And later that night when the ships bell rang
Could it be the North Wind they'd been feeling.

[Lucky Irish Tom]

The wind in the wires made a tattle tale sound, and a wave broke over the railing
and every man knew as the Captain did too, twas the Witch of November come stealing
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait when the Gales of November came slashing
when afternoon came it was freezing rain in the face of a hurricane west wind

[Sod Buster]

When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck sayin'
Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya
At Seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in, he said
Fellas, it's been good t'know ya
The captain wired in he had water comin' in
And the good ship and crew was in peril
And later that night when his lights went outta sight
Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald