I'm seriously getting sick of this. First that jerk unplugged my pumps and made me sink, all the way to the bottom of the bowl! Do you know how long it's going to take me to get the mud stains out of my hull? Well then there was this thing where they pumped air into me to get me to float back to the surface. I had gas for hours after that.
Luckily they replaced my innards, all the old stuff was all wet and soggy. Then the boy of the jerk flushed all this gross purple stuff into my sewage tank. My arteries grown just thinking about it. All the commotion of the running and thumping made me sea sick. After all I'm not a swimming kind of boat. I just like to float around in my harbor. Then the people shut me down again, I mean seriously! Make me shut down, open me up again, then shut me down. Make up your mind already people!
Finally I think it's all over, and I'm going to stay open after all. Then the bosses son starts idiotic like the rest of them. He tries to be all macho thinking that no one's watching but I see everything that happens in my lobby and storage holds. And the dufuss lites my gas tank of fire! With his big boy cigar... Next thing I know there's fire all around me and I pass out from lack of oxygen. When I wake up I'm burned all the way down to my waterline. That's going to leave a scar.
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