Talkin' Shit About A Pretty Sunset

If you sail with me for long enough, be prepared to sing songs about fucking.

I'm not a misogynist, but I do love a good swashbuckling song about sex.

Four days into my last annual sailing trip, all my friends had learned the lyrics to a song about
engineering a giant steel dildo to satisfy a woman with an especially large vagina.

The Salty Dick's Uncensored Sailor Songs CD taught them well.

Dirty shanties are near extinct and I, personally, want to bring them back; oral history is the best way to do it.

The above album is the only one in existence that contains an aural catalog of the feel-good sex songs that were really sung at sea, raw, sexually misogynistic, and unexpurgated --- in short, the exact feeling any male at sea for longer than three days feels deep within his nuts --- that "I MUST FUCK A FEMALE" feeling. (All asexuals, men with undersized testicles, and PC Left Fascists, sadly, may have never felt this).

I love this aspect of sailing.

The Salty Dick's website puts it best:

"If you want to learn songs that deal frankly with sexual themes, find a group of men without the company of women, open up a bottle or two, and stay close until the singing begins."