Here's a conversation that took place in the
cockpit yesterday.
Me: "Ian, is it true that you have to pay a forfeit
to the charity you are collecting for on this trip every time you are sea sick?"
Ian: "Yes".
Me: "And did I see you puking over the side
yesterday?"
Michael: "Yes you did and it gave me great pleasure
not because I was being sick at the same time and appreciated the
company, but because Louis reprimanded him for being sick to
windward."
Ian: "I was puking to windward because your
big arse was in the way as you were puking to leeward."
Michael: "But it's a big deck."
Ian: "Yes, and you've got a big
arse."
Charming isn't it.