The mother of a friend of ours had remarried, a while back, to a retired Navy man. He had never really given up the “Navy way” and continually used Navy terminology in his everyday conversations.
His wife put up with this as long as she could until, after a few drinks at a party one night, she brought him up short by saying, “ I don’t mind when you call the floor, the deck, and the wall, the bulkhead, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to pipe you aboard!”.
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