When I was boatbuilding, we used to send newbies to “go find the 8 inch reproduction tool”
They’d be sent everywhere until being told to ask the office girl if she still had the box for it
The old sea captain who wanted one last night on the skids before moving into the retirement home. He donned his uniform and after several hours drinking in the bars he thought he might give one of the bar girls a go. When they got down to business he asked her how he was doing. She replied about three knots. How’s that he asked. Well you’re not hard, you’re not in and you’re not getting your money back.