What do you do with a ...
 

...drunken sailor?

Put him in the long boat till he's sober...

When I lived in Newport we would get stupid drunk on Lower Thames and sing this song for over an hour making up all kinds of ridiculousness...it prolly gave the tourists a sense of the seaport town they were looking for...we were just drunk fools!

Hang around with him. Maybe you can get the benefit of the way he spends.

I resemble that remark

Early in the morning?

Is this before, or after the donkey show ?

At least when he runs out of money he quits spending.

Me too. Just not as much as I used to. ;)

back on topic: Put him in the guardroom till he gets sober

feed him balut and get him a tattoo

Lubey: I didn't know you had lived in Newport. I just moved to Newport.

In the old days drunken sailors were funny, not so much now.

If its a she, then you nail'er

Awesome town! I lived off Ruggles Ave, Narragansett Ave, Katherine St and spent so much time on upper and lower Thames and Brentton Pt - best time of my life :):):):)

I'm in an apt on Spring St. Moving my family to Middletown, inbetween 1 and 2 beach. We will only be here 1 yr sadly.. But it IS fun so far. If I weren't do damned busy I could get into trouble on Thames for sure!

Puked up some balut in my life!
Having flashbacks, Sweet!

put'em in the bilge and make 'em drink it.

In the days of old, drunkards would wake up on ships, pressed into service. THAT would suck

Lubey,
I go to Newport 5-6x a year. Stay in the old jail on Marlboro.
Love that town. Hang with the heroes from the war college.

Matt: PM me when you come in...I'll try to beer ya'

Snapper,
Will do, may need more than a beer.
You'll love, or may know some of my friends.
Next trip is probably late May/early June.

There's an old song about that, as pete mentioned.

Unless he has a credit card.:D

When I was in Pakistan, as I'd head home, I would swing into the Karachi US Consulate club. I don't think the Hilton served so, it was the only game in town. Flights left around 3AM, so the choice was check in at the Hilton or drink at the club.

One time a couple of US Navy ships were in port on some goodwill tour. They had only recently started allowing women to serve on combat ships. Well, they let the crew come ashore for a part on the consulate grounds, including free beer. Some grisly old chief got stinking and passed out.

Someone convinced one of the young ladies to donate a bottle of nail polish. They did the chief's fingers and toes. When it was time to go, they woke this guy up and he was trashed. Unsteady, pissed off and trying desperately to pick the nail polish off...

Sang this one over and over in 4th grade during a 3 night stay on the CA Thayer which used to be in Fishermans Wharf San Francisco bay. Among other somewhat inappropriate songs for fourth graders as well as tasks performed during the day that would require lawyers, helmets, and fun police to make it "safe" nowadays.

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I lived on spring for a few months - 3rd floor in an apt above a bakery - red house, across from a church I can't remember what Saint though...

Dang I miss that island...seemed like I lived off booze, dope and antibiotics...good times ;)

Lube, there is a bakery next door to me in a three story house. World is small.