Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
a tale of a fateful trip.
That started from this tropic port,
aboard this tiny ship.
The mate was a mighty sailin' man,
the skipper brave and sure.
Five passengers set sail that day,
for a three hour tour, a three hour tour
The weather started getting rough,
The tiny ship was tossed.
If not for the courage of the fearless crew
The Minnow would be lost.
(The Minnow would be lost.)
The ship set ground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle,
With Gilligan,
The Skipper too,
The millionaire and his wife,
The movie star,
And The Rest,
Here on Gilligans Isle.
The minnow would be lost, and all that import from China.
welcome aboard, captain hazelwood!
My mom always said pier pressure was bad . . .
lab rat, Your mother is wise. Don't ever pilot a boat.
So that is a little tipsy huh?
tipsy? tipsy? it's a whole shoot'n match.....a few dollars to be sure.
They could be Japanese--a few drinks would have done it--Japanese can't hold the liquor. --No offense because I am Japanese/Hawaiian/Irish or maybe it is just me? Maybe.
BlueMonkey, It's all in the 'training.' I started drinking in the US Air Force, then graduated to the hard stuff when I worked as a traveling auditor for Florsheim Shoe Company. It's a wonder I didn't kill somebody, and that I'm still breathing on this planet.
I failed basic training. Passed out next to the toilet. Actually not really I was in my car, the toliet was my friend--three times. My car--one time.
I don't drink, so I can't really know what happens to a person when they're drunk...but even so, this sounds odd to me....a friend of mine can get drunk on two beers, yet she can drink anyone under the table when it comes to hard liquor.
