M.L.I.S.W. I hate good-byes unless they mean I get to go home!
Upon departure from the vessel: Third Mate: Okay, so we'll have to be in touch.
Me: Without a doubt.
Third Mate: You'll have to fill me in on everything you hear since you're such a dirty pirate hooker.
*note: he's been calling me a dirty pirate hooker for a few days now...
Me: Wait, why am I a dirty pirate hooker?
Third Mate: I dunno....cause you're dirty and a hooker?
Me: Oh yeah, I forgot.....