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THE INCLINING TEST

by donall-dempsey

THE INCLINING TEST The Honeymooners have locked themselves in C135. The cabin proving a better draw than either deck quoits or adult shuffleboard. We oblivious to one and all making our own sport to our own great amusement. Taking no notice what so ever to the ship's "Inclining Test" to confirm its weight and centre of gravity. We only aware of our own inclinations to do what we gotta do being good honeymooners in accordance with the rules set by The International Honeymooners Organisation The IHO an important part of our compliance programme. Our kisses and what nots all seem to be in perfect working order only 3,000 miles of wedded bliss to go before we hit shore. "Steady as she goes Miss Janice!" "Steady as she goes Cap'n Donall. We advance at a steady rate of knots into the rest of our married life.
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