Detective Scrotes says, "I've got a listening problem"
Sorry, folks. I promised to do this. Meet Detective Scrotes. He's got balls.
Yeah.
It's a hot time in the ol' town tonight
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THOUGHTS AND COMMENTS FROM AN AMERICAN Merchant Mariner
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- I am Paul B, and I spend most of my life at sea. Ships, Science, the life of a mariner, biology and (mostly) true stories of life among the best and the worst people in the world, the United States Merchant Marines. You'll find it here, maybe. You'll definitely find rants, raves and discussion on life aboard a merchant ship. Come back and see the Brazilian girls, too, who show up fairly regularly.
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Second from the bottom is an LPG tanker.
Getting hit by one of those is a very bad day at work....
Balls!
My favorite is the Prestige with the split hull. Duct tape ain't gonna fix that one.
The second pic looks like a miniature recreation done in a tub, indoors, complete with the fake black background and a tanker made out of lcd's and circuit board parts.
Pubes.
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