Bests & Worsts Reviews from Amazon

Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her aft. It is so big. [scoff] She looks like, one of those rap guys' sailboats. But, you know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff* They only sail on her, because, she looks like a total yacht, 'kay? I mean, her aft, is just so big. I can't believe it's just so round, it's like, out there, I mean - gross. Look! She's just so ... DRAFT! I like big afts and I can not lie You other brothers can't deny That when a ship sails in with an itty bitty beam And a round thing up to steam You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough stuff 'Cause you notice that aft was pumped Made with quality of the sport I'm hooked and can't stop off port Oh baby, I wanna get with you And take your picture My homeboys tried to warn me But that aft you got makes me so corny Ooh, boat-o'-smooth-wood You say you wanna get in my fleet? Well, use me, use me 'Cause you ain't that average groupie I've seen them dancin' To hell with romancin' She's sweat, wet, Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette I'm tired of magazines Sayin' flat afts are the thing Take the average sailin' man and ask him that She gotta pack much back So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!) Has your sailboat got the aft? (Hell yeah!) Tell 'em to sail it! (Sail it!) Sail it! (Sail it!) Sail that lofty wood! Baby got aft!