Bon Voyage!

(During ‘War-Time’ Especially.)

Done Deal

You’re Going To Navy Jail!

Warning!

This is a ‘Sea Story’
Albeit, A ‘Rare’ True One
Here Goes!

Better Batten Down Them Hatches!

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Just to get Y’all ‘In-The-Mood’

Irish Rovers-Drunken Sailor

“May You Be Half An Hour In Heaven Before The Devil Knows You’re Dead.”

Cred: Irish Rovers

As We (USS Callaghan, DDG 994)

Were steaming out of San Dog Naval Base
Just beginning our World Cruise, escorting The USS Kitty Hawk
(A ‘Bird Farm—Aircraft Carrier—To ‘No Fuk’ Virginia, Naval Station)

Terminally Related:

As we were just making the turn to La Jolla, we all spied a fishing boat steaming at full speed aiming at our stern.
“WTF?”
Our Skipper slow’d down The Callaghan.
Finally Full stop.
As a matter of fact.

Cap’n Allowed this fishing boat to pull up at our stern.
Fishing boat came up along.

To everyone’s astonishment, some young ‘Squiddy’ (Navy Parlance for A Young idiot fresh out of boot-camp) Was on-Board.

He was a “Shipmate” Albeit A Stupid One.

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Nathan Evans – There once was a ship that put to sea

With the assistance of us, The Callaghan-Crew, and the fishermen we managed to get the young idiot on-board. Pretty Certain He was still drunk’r Than Cooter Brown
We continued our freshly began voyage.

And Pretty certain ‘Capn’s Mast was in his very near future.

Turn’s out, our Capt’n was lenient and let him off with just the ‘Blue-Plate Special’

Three months restriction

Reduction in rank

Six days bread an water in the brig

Fun fact, as Ship’s Armorer, I was in charge of the brig. Bad News for him, as Having recently rocked out Of SEAL Training, I did not have a sense of humor when it came to Black-Shoe Naval Idiots

Ref:

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