[Really puts the whole ship thing into perspective...]

Uhhh... [He looks down at his shirt,] I think we can officially call it, dude. Pineapple Cilantro sounds like the name of whatever they're piping into the Tommy Bahama, and I am all about that lifestyle right now. [Mostly because the only other lifestyle he knows involves a fursuit and his flamethrower, of which he has neither.]