Heard on the bridge of my first ship when pulling into port:
XO: You know, it's a little chilly today.
AFL: You know, sir, what you need is some grape jelly around your ankles.
XO: How will that keep me warm?
AFL: It won't, but it will keep the ants from getting to your candy-ass.
My response to my roommate who asked me some mundane question about getting qualified:
Scott, I have no idea. I don't know s**t about this ship. I'm just Forrest Gumping my way through this whole tour.
From my last ship's CO (F-14 NFO) when we lost steering in the middle of the night, halfway between Spain and Norfolk. XO's screaming, Cheng's yelling at the Conn....
CO: Why doesn't everyone calm down? It's not like we're going to fall to the bottom of the ocean.
The four most dangerous phrases in the Navy:
From a Seaman: We were taught in bootcamp....
From a LTjg: In my experience...
From a Chief: Watch this s**t...
From a LT: You know...I was just thinking...
My DH: No TV on during the workday!
Me: Does that go for the CO, too? 'Cuz he's got CNN on all the time.
What you don't want to hear your proctologist say:
Rectum? Damn near killed 'im!
From a random JO on my last ship trying to get EOOW qual'd:
I'm never gonna get qual'd. I'm too stupid to learn this s**t! (she got qual'd)