I don’t think these options for the drunken sailor are any good.
Scrape the hair off his chest with a hoop-iron razor…
Seriously? That’s ripe for tetanus.
Heave him by the leg in a runnin’ bowline?
Why would you do that?
Pull out the plug and wet him all over…
That’s just gross.
Put him in bed with the captain’s daughter.
I think that’s frowned upon.
“That still doesn’t answer the question of what we do with the drunken sailor,” my wife notes.
“Right, it’s a bunch of options,” I reply. “No real consensus.”
Which, again, begs the question: What should we do with the drunken sailor?
