A crude tanker had left the Port of Houston far behind on its regular run to Maracaibo. The Captain was on the bridge with his new First Officer when, deep in the Gulf of Mexico, the vessel passed a tiny island.
The First Officer can see a bearded man on the small island who is shouting and desperately waving his hands. "Who is it?" he asks the Captain.
The tanker’s captain replies, "I've no idea. Every time when we pass, he goes nuts."
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