On a ship A captain and a rich man were talking in a cabin of a very large yacht. 'I had one of these yachts once,' the rich man told the captain. 'Sold it?' the captain asked. 'No. I wanted to show my parents that I appreciated how they brought me up in life and how they helped me become the prosperous man today, so I let them stay on it and have a week in the USA where the yacht was going.' 'Is that so? So what happened to the yacht then?' 'It sunk in the middle of the Atlantic. I hadn't made sure that all the security checks had been made before it set off, and now I'm living a life of depression and guilt. That's why I'm on this yacht today. I want to make a little prayer while we cross the Atlantic for my parents.' 'I'm so sorry, lad. I think we'll both make a prayer for them when we've got to the Atlantic.' 'That'll be great,' the rich man said. So the two men made a prayer for the rich man's parents, and it was lead by the rich man. 'God, I pray you allow my parents to rest in peace. When I bought the dreaded yacht, I felt so proud of having a 30 million pound yacht as my property, but never in my life did I feel like my parents were so valuable.' '30 million!?' the captain said. 'Those little shits sold it to me for 100!'