Back on the boat, the gang puts on their formal attire for what will surely be a night of respectable behavior.
Clive picked up more women with this baked alaska hat than he ever did with that elephant trunk. Feigning a fear of elephants was the best thing that he ever did.
Sean liked to think of himself as an adventurous guy, but this Swedish Blowjob machine seemed a bit much.
Early in the wine-tasting tour; before we did away with the formality of glasses.
Girl #1: It's horrible!
Girl #2: It's not all that bad.
Girl #1: I'll never land a man with these cellulite knees!
Girl #2: Hey, it's like you've got built-in kneepads!
Girl #1: You're not helping.
Seagulls and sunsets are required photographic material on Mexican cruises. I looked it up.
The final night on board was 'dance night' for the crew. Or, as Mario liked to call it, 'hoping Anita finally notices him, I mean, this is our 43rd dance together and she should know his name by now" night.
Everyone laughed at the miniature pirates until they proved that they were the perfect height for groin stabbing.
Lora gives us her Hollywood look just before snapping at Billy to bring her a bowl full of red skittles and the charcoal-filtered blood of a virgin woman in a martini glass.
Shasta felt a rush of wind at her back. When she checked her pockets, her chapstick was gone. El Lippo strikes again!
Sean lives out his lifelong dream of beating a little girl up a climbing wall. What can I say, he dreams small.
Jason had the heart of a warrior, the spirit of a shaman, and the bladder of a tit mouse. He excused himself 3 times before finally getting off the ground.
Jason understood that rock climbing was difficult. What he didn't understand was why certain handgrips, upon being touched, played audio of a woman questioning the health of his manhood.
Tip to kidnappers: fill your dark basements with barrels of wine. We'll follow you in, every time.
