A couple of teenage whales are out on a date. They're diving up and down, leaping over waves, swallowing small schools of fish and generally having a whale of time. Suddenly, the male whale spots on the horizon the very same whaler ship that killed his dear old dad when he was but a whaleling. He gets consumed with rage and a desire for revenge, and turns to his lovely date with a plan.
"Let's dive under the ship, shoot air through our blow-holes, and capsize it!"
His date reluctantly agrees, seeing how desperate her boyfriend is, and wanting to make him happy. And so they put the plan into action, and it works perfectly - the ship capsizes and begins to sink, all the sailors jumping overboard trying to save themselves from a watery grave.
The male, seeing his plan come to such fruition, is even more excited now, and says to his date "now let's eat those damn sailors!"
At this point, his date turns to him indignantly and says, " Look, I agreed to the blow-job, but I am NOT swallowing any sea-men!"