Believe it or not, what you are seeing here is a very old groupie. The Hamborger Veermaster was filled with the wives of the Blaue Jungs all-male choir group, who sing traditional Hamburg sailor songs. To me they all sounded like drunken pirate ditties, but my wife knew all the lyrics for some reason. “Honey? Were you a lusty sea wench before you met me?”
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WTH? Those are the most celebratory things!
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True, true. But perhaps we Americans are more bandit than pirate. :)
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