"The yeoman of the sheets called out 'One, two, three,' and they all bellowed 'Hoo, hoo, hoo' and slapped their backsides in unison, laughing like maniacs.
"'Belay there,' roared Jack in a Cape Horn voice. 'Goddamned pack of mooncalves—is this a bawdy-house? The next man to slap his arse will have it flogged off him.'" --Patrick O'Brian, The Letter of Marque, 43
Foo-Foo the First, King of the Mooncalves!
-Twain.
"The yeoman of the sheets called out 'One, two, three,' and they all bellowed 'Hoo, hoo, hoo' and slapped their backsides in unison, laughing like maniacs.
"'Belay there,' roared Jack in a Cape Horn voice. 'Goddamned pack of mooncalves—is this a bawdy-house? The next man to slap his arse will have it flogged off him.'"
--Patrick O'Brian, The Letter of Marque, 43