Drunken sailor 1: Ya know who I hate? Marines. They think they're all tough. I'd like to see them try to swab a deck.
Drunken sailor 2: Aye, matey... now take ye a swig of this mighty swill, and let us toast the briny deep.
Drunken sailor 1: mmmm.... tasty...
Drunken sailor 2: YAAR! Tis a fine swill! It warms me cockles.
MC Pee Pants: Whassup my shniggies?
Drunken sailor 1: I think I'm drunk.
Drunken sailor 2: Aye, aye... But wait--- Whores ho! There be two fine strumpets. Let us board them!
Drunken sailor 2: Aye, matey... now take ye a swig of this mighty swill, and let us toast the briny deep.
Drunken sailor 1: mmmm.... tasty...
Drunken sailor 2: YAAR! Tis a fine swill! It warms me cockles.
MC Pee Pants: Whassup my shniggies?
Drunken sailor 1: I think I'm drunk.
Drunken sailor 2: Aye, aye... But wait--- Whores ho! There be two fine strumpets. Let us board them!
MC Pee Pants: Avast, bitches!
Drunken sailor 1: I'll catch up... I have to give $45 million to Juan Pierre first.
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