Louie was furious at the sharks. He had thought that they had an understanding:The men would stay out of the sharks’ turf – the water – and the sharks would stay off of theirs – the raft. That the sharks had taken shots at him when he had gone overboard, and when the raft had been mostly submerged after the strafing, had seemed fair enough. But their attempt to poach men from their re-inflated raft struck Louie as dirty pool. He stewed all night, scowled hatefully at the sharks all day, and eventually made a decision. if the sharks were going to try to eat him, he was going to try to eat them.
Excerpt: Unbroken, Laura Hillenbrand
Image: sunshinekcartoon I believe the name is Zalze (?)
Listening to: Years of Tears, Jim Suhler & Monkey Beat – there’s a mad, mad, maaaddd guitar solo in this song….
I do my best to try to forget you every day. Though I can’t shake your memory…
Well I tried to treat you right, I don’t know what I did wrong…
Doing? Its Friday night, after a very long week. What would you be doing? Now why would you think I’d be doing anything different? Hmmmmm? <winks>