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Schooner 5th month voyage. Do not go into any port. The team wants to love and women, and therefore increases the discontent. The point moves to the rebellion. The captain realizing what is happening, is coming to the boatswain:
 - Boatswain! You're an old salt! I went to all the countries! You know all the laws and customs of the sea!
 Prompt what to do in such a situation.
 Boatswain, smoking his pipe:
 - There is an old maritime tradition. The team is drawing lots. Togo, who rolled the die, the team is in the ass!
 So we decided. Throw lots. The lot fell ... boatswain boatswain, puffing on his pipe iprigovarivaya:
 "An old sea custom .....", pulls his pants and stands up to the ladder. The whole team at a time boatswain spud. He stands quietly and puffing on his pipe. It remains one of Jung. Worth, trembling - is afraid to approach the fragmentation bloodied ass boatswain. The captain comes to the boatswain:
 - Boatswain! Such garbage. There is only one cabin boy, still young, you know, afraid. Cheer him somehow! You're an old salt!
 - Cabin boy! If you do this, of course, help ... I love you, Jung !!!