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Saturday, March 26, 2016

DOWN THE HATCH!

Nope, not a drinking term in this case. This was quite literally DOWN-THE-HATCH.

Here's the quick, less pontificating version as I am in front of a shady establishment called "Bass A** Coffee" which is currently closed. I made friendly with a local who gave me the secret password to hack into their wi-fi.  

This guy earned a hearty fist bump for the password



Now onto the harrowing hatch saga, brief as it may be...

Connor was up on deck at night securing a line.  A small roof-top hatch was open.  Connor walked across it and...you guessed it, fell down the hatch.  Said hatch was not large enough to fall completely into, however, it was just the perfect size to swallow whole and eat his right leg.  There he stayed for about 5 minutes, embarrassingly defeated and painfully mauled by an open window whilst summoning the courage to live. (For the first 4 minutes it appeared as though he wished he had died instantaneously.)


A set of small LEG EATING hatches...


End of story.  Funny if you were there.  Not funny if you were Connor.

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