Yachts are used to lure hot women onto them and then sail out of the jurisdiction of police authority.
Young hot women.
And boys.
$95 million, and it sleeps 12. Presumably in suites larger than my entire house.
London’s the place to spot superyachts this summer: http://www.cnn.com/2012/07/10/sport/superyachts-docklands-london-olympics/index.html?iid=article_sidebar
If we reactivated HMS Belfast we could take the lot of 'em.
I dunno. A lot of those yachts are owned by rich evil super-villains. They are loaded with hidden missiles, guns and torpedoes. And they are escorted by laser-eyed mutant crocosharks and sharktopuses.
Is it bad that I’m hoping pirates seize one of these ships and become the coolest pirate ship ever?
A superyacht should have a cape.
There’s a new superyacht afloat, the Azzam: http://www.cnn.com/2013/07/18/travel/move-over-abramovich-azzam/index.html?hpt=hp_c3
I could live on that.
No capes!
Cape Horn? The Cape of Good Hope? 
Can I have a photo of the expression on your face when you go to pay the bill to fill up the yacht tank with fuel?
Oh, you’re no fun!
Looks more like a squid. Or maybe the aforementioned deep sea fangly fish (angler?).
This looks like those nasty guys (Skeksis! Thanks Google!) in that Jim Henson movie, The Dark Crystal. Or the Seahawks logo.
Bumped.
Superyacht cybercrime: the next big thing?: https://www.cnn.com/2018/07/03/sport/is-yacht-hacking-the-next-big-cybercrime-spt-intl/index.html
Note to self: come up with a better password than “bigassboat.”
Confessions of a superyacht stewardess: Confessions of a superyacht stewardess | CNN
A few years ago the super-yacht C2 was in St Martin’s waters while we were there on vacation. We were on Pinel Island and one of C2’s tenders stopped for a visit.
There were two men and a woman in matching uniforms (tan shorts, blue short sleeved dress shirts) and a little boy. The tender tied up at the little dock and the two men, with communication headsets, surveilled the beach.
Then the woman brought the little boy to the beach and they “played”. The kid dug in the sand while the two men kept looking around and the woman brought buckets of water to the boy.
After 30 minutes or so they left.
As a Tolkien fan, I want this one.