America's Navy in 1933 was an aging beauty who'd seen better times and now could barely totter a straight line in her rounded high heels. And she hadn't had a date since 1918 and boy, was she horny.
"Buggery on the High Seas," the Charnel House classic had yet to be published.
When two (or more) sailors got it on at sea, it was said that they were now Private Ayes.
This has now given way to the current state of affairs, were everything is done under the Public Aye.
Weird, huh?
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Don't let most of Michigan read this, or the insinuation will ensure you're never allowed off of their compounds.
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