It had to have been around the 3rd of july when i realized what was going on. Or at this point in my life what was going WRONG. See it all started at a gas station one winters eve and to cut matters short all the sudden i was roller blading around like a crazy person with a dead guy and having a blast at least his name was hank and not peter. i mean it was really fun. i didnt get those #1 skates for nothing!

dicta 3

We have made some make shift sails are and moving much faster now, everyone seems to be in a favorable mood. About an hour ago we spotted a slow moving vessel and decided to investigate. Its about time we had ourselves a new ship, the captain screams " Grab your knifes Men" we throw the ropes across and quickly defeat the the other ship. Out of good faith we spare there captain and let him know that this is now the ship of oglof the destroyer. I look down and realize i am Chinese. They quickly shoot me too.

dicta 2

Woke up this morning without even knowing how. Somehow the entire crew is accounted for and every one shares the same bewilderment. The captain quickly calls us up to the cabin where we begin to eat breakfast, Everyone talks about how funny Henry was last night and how he "danced like a wooden indian" through the storm. As this is going on i look out the window and notice we have lost all the sails. Should be a long day of repair after a long day of survival. At least the toast is not burnt today.

dicta.

The fucking sails are blowing, its 5 am and there is a steady wave of terror across the boat. Everyone is holding on for dear life, the captain keeps yelling at everyone to HOLD ON HOLD ON. Henry keeps trying to lift our spirits through this time of defeat by screaming to the top of his lungs FUCK YOU, NO SHIT, and SALAD. Everyone takes a laugh as the waves get stronger. There are no seagulls in sight, this is going to be the longest night of the entire trip.