… I mean, the boat’s at the bottom of the sea, bit late to be worrying about health and safety now!
If they don’t start work on repairs soon, I doubt she’ll ever be seaworthy again.
WD40 and duct tape, she’ll be right.
I’ll get the ping pong balls
James Cameron is slowly stealing it, so he can reconstruct the bow of the Titanic in his mansion. Then he can blackmail Leo and Kate into recreating their famous scene while he stuffs thousand dollar bills into his soiled undercrackers. Or that’s what I’d do in his shoes, but, if I had his money, my y-fronts would be spotless.
Without wanting to jump on the ‘Decaprio only shags 20 year olds’ bandwagon, Winslett is about the same age as him: knocking on the door of 50.
Regardless of that, my mental image of you (as one of the stalwart champions of feddit.uk) absolutely features you in spotless y-fronts. Spotless y-fronts and a hat. That’s how I like to imagine you. So, er, that’s a win.
I don’t want to spoil the magic (of imagining Internet strangers in their unmentionables) but my head is too big for hats. No such issues with my banana hammock.
Never give in, never surrender. Somewhere there is a boater big enough for your bounteous bonce!
There’s also a rather large scuff on the floor near the entrance of the dining hall, but the maintenance team is absolutely atrocious.
Standards are slipping. Would never have happened in my great-grandfather’s day*.
- side note: my great grandfather was one of the many who died on the Titanic.
That’s probably where she got railed.
Oh no! I hope no one fell off.
It’s never too late to worry about health and safety, don’t forget the swimming pool is still full.
