This particular curse is an essential part of anyone's anchoring tackle, together with a small plastic bag of modeling clay and a packet of pushpins. When some idiot comes along and spoils the privacy of your pretty little cove by anchoring practically on top of you, form the clay into the rough shape of the offending skipper. While glaring at the little effigy with all the vitriol you can muster, repeat the following curse, inserting a pin into the effigy as often as directed:
A CURSE ON THOSE WHO ANCHOR TOO CLOSE
A pox upon you, rotten miserable anchor dropper! (Jab.) May you rot in hell. (Jab.)
O frightful scum, let there be no sleep for you. (Jab.) O jerk of the first water, let your dreams be nightmares of osmosis, sludge in your tanks, oil in your bilges, and overflowing holding tanks. (Jab.)
May the Coast Guard constantly board you, and search you,
and frighten the very marrow from your bones. (Jab.)
Let the jet-skis find you and plague you with their wakes
and deafen you with their exhausts (Jab) and drive you crazy with their banal
cries of joy until you cry for mercy; and yea, yet shall your cries go
unheeded. (Jab.)
O uncomprehending moron, all this and more I heap upon your
empty head, Captain Semi-Brainer, (Jab) and may you suffer the sorrow you so
richly deserve. So be it. (Jab.)
Today's ThoughtI have heard a good man say that a curse was like a stone flung up to the heavens, and maist like to return on the head that sent it.
— Scott, Old Mortality
Tailpiece
"Why are you limping?"
"I
went to a seafood disco last night and pulled a mussel."
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3 comments:
Speaking of ceremonies for odd things, someone on another blog was wondering if you had a ceremony to repeat while burning old, non-functioning, replaced boat parts?
Deb
S/V Kintala
www.theretirementproject.blogspot.com
Hell no, Deb, I NEVER burn old boat parts, whether they work or not. My garage is full of them. You never know when they'll come in handy. (They never have, so far, but as I say, you never know. If you throw one out you'll immediately find an urgent need for it.)
Cheers,
John V.
I am that other blogger...
I still have my old bowsprit, tho I cannot think of any possible use for it, except perhaps as incipient mulch for the flower beds...
I think I still have it because I simply have no way to give it a proper send-off. I do think we need that ceremony, John...
bob
s/v Eolian
Seattle
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