Before I pinned on my Chief Petty Officer anchor rank insignia and was just a lowlife polliwog CPO initiate back in the day before CPO initiations were banned I had to go the Chief's initiation which is almost three months of insane things we were required to say or do. Eventually each polliwog had to go in front of Judge King Neptune to be judged, sentenced, and condemned by his kangaroo court system. Before being "judged", and strictly for entertaining the Judge; all polliwogs were required to make up an insult about the Judge without using a single foul word. Only one insult would be judged the winner. I won after I said:

Hey King Neptune! I heard your brother got filthy rich after he wrote a best selling sordid novel about your family's incestuous dirty deeds then said your mother is a road whore, your sister's taking lessons from her, and your Daddy likes to watch. And then your brother made even more money when he sold his short story version to the National Inquirer. I'm sorry to have to tell you this Judge, but somebody has to. It's just not cool for you to go around in public while honking on your own freakin' itsty bitsty, teeny weeny, tiny little bobo!!

One of the reasons that politically correct nonsense hurt morale - they could no longer talk to each other like we did on VOAT! Couldn't hurt anyone's fee-fees.