This appeared today on Fark. I think it’s the best satirical verse the internet has produced in, oh, at least the past month.
The Legend lives on from the East Coast on down
of the cruise line they call “Glitchy Pooey.”
The line, it is said, makes you feel half dead
when the toilets back up every Tuesday.
With a gurgle and roar 4300 bums more
than the Carnival Legend weighed empty,
that good ship and true was great floating sewer
when the “Squirts of November” came early.
-Farker Snarfangel
(title by yrs truly)
In case you don’t know what this is based on, go here. And maybe here too.
*Poop Cruise
Cold raw sewage is in my shoes
There’s no point in flushing and the toilets ooze
So be my guest, the deck’s covered with poos
Won’t you let me take you on a Poop Cruise.
/Oo-ee
//Oo-ee baby
Won’t you let me take you on a Poop Cruise.
Feel like dumpin’, baby won’t you join me please
We’ll leave a crap slick all along the Florida Keys
My cabin’s like a litterbox for fifty cats
The show tonight will feature “The Aristocrats”
So be my gue-HEY! THAT’S NOT APPLE JUICE!
Won’t you let me take you on a Poop Cruise.*
-Farker Lord Snoopy’s G.P.E.H.
based on this
All I can imagine is being stuck on the one that has propulsion issues making giant circles or floating somewhere when the power distribution goes out disabling the plumbing and norovirus hits the passengers. :eek:
I have a friend who went on a cruise when noro hit and he described how the people who got it were basically living on the toilets. Imagine no flushies and that happening!
[and yes mrAru and I both had our katydin filter water bottles along for drinking since we both tend to drink lots in warm areas. ]