Another adventure in immaturity. Sailors do a lot of things on liberty. About a dozen or more, I will never, ever tell my Mom. The sailor I call Pokey, called his mom long distance to ask her permission to enter a strip club. As a somewhat back slidden Christian, I am all for honoring your parents. But, in the immortal words of Henry Winkler in the Water Boy, “What mama doesn’t know, won’t hurt her.” This guy makes me think of the In Living Color skit where the mother never cut the umbilical cord.