You had Foster's on board? Shame - and I was not there?
If we're telling sea stories, and Lance cover your ears, on one of our Gitmo tours, the skipper decided to take the boat (because he had the keys you know) to Jamaica for the weekend. We had this corpsman "Doc" who had a wife and about 10 kids in Key West. I mean this guy was always producing a new kid. We we tie up to the pier in Ocho Rios, the Skipper splits us in two for liberty. I got seconds, so had to wait. Doc, well he's not in any group (non-essential personnel). I go topside after a bit, and what do I see, a crazy guy chasing one of the local (pleasure) girls though the bushes - shirt off and she didn't have muc Nh on either...LOL No one said a word to him. We knew it was Doc because he only had 8 fingers!