I tiny principality was ruled by an eccentric prince who loved epic tales of adventure at sea. Although hios little country didn’t need it, he built up, at great expense, a huge navy, and he required of all his captains that they model themselves after a famous seafarer from history or fiction. He heard about one captain who didn’t seem to fit in, so he ordered his prime minister to investigate. The PM sailed with the questionable captain on the next voyage and returned with his report.
“Your highness, there is nothing amiss,” he said. “Whenever he makes port, he sends his bosun ashore to determine how many ladies of the evening are available in town. He then sounds the ships claxon to signal to the men how many women each man has to choose from.
“I’ve never heard of any other captain doing that,” said the prince. “Just who is he supposed to be?”
“Why, he’s the whore-ratio horn blower, your highness.”