There's nothing quite like a dinner cruise! The merlot was a delectable accompaniment to that succulent filet mignon, don't you agree, Muffy, my sweet?
Um, that wasn't a merlot, dear - you just drank your own urine. And that wasn't filet mignon - it was Lord Buxton. And thanks for not saving me any, you fat bastard.
Oh yeah, that's right - we've been adrift in the ocean for 3 weeks and we've been reduced to eating our dead friends. Thanks for bringing me back to reality, bitch.
Don't mention it, Captain Impotent. By the way, I've been sleeping with Tyrell, the cabin boy.
