My wife's father, (who turned 90 a couple of weeks ago) often refers to going to bed as "going to have some honky tonk". Meaning sleep.

As for holding your eyes slanty with your fingers when you're singing a shanty - they're work songs for God's sake. Alright, we aren't on board ship using them to help us work together more effectively, but I'd say they deserve a little more respect than that.