Trooper York: Waves......

Friday, September 20, 2013

It was so peaceful with a glass of wine on the back of the ship as it steamed to the Caribbean.

ndspinelli said...: That's called a wake, not a wave, you stupid fuckin' New Yorker.; September 20, 2013 at 5:17 PM
Trooper York said...: Hey I was waving my penis. What you didn't see it hanging over the side of the boat?; September 20, 2013 at 5:27 PM
Trooper York said...: Besides. What do I look like? Popeye the Sailor Man?; September 20, 2013 at 5:28 PM
Trooper York said...: Bluto all the way baby.; September 20, 2013 at 5:28 PM
Trooper York said...: (The one from Animal House); September 20, 2013 at 5:28 PM
ndspinelli said...: Can you check the ocean depth w/ that hog?; September 20, 2013 at 9:07 PM
ricpic said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; September 20, 2013 at 9:15 PM
ricpic said...: This comment has been removed by the author.; September 20, 2013 at 9:18 PM
ricpic said...: Memory

Hanging over the side of the Chris-Craft on Lake Placid
Mesmerized by the waves slicing and pealing away from the hull
Mesmerized by the wake spuming and veeing out astern
The bow of the hull barely hovering above the water disappearing below
The lacquered beauty eating distance as we returned to the dock
Of the island in the lake and the warm brown house in the black pines
We rented that summer from the eminent Doctor of Philosophy --
That summer long ago.; September 20, 2013 at 9:38 PM