McHale's NAVY what a trying pair of weeks it has been. Never before have my portholes felt such like prison bars. Make no mistake Blogosphere, it's truly a modern day miracle that I'm alive to blog these abominable events. I feel that perhaps I've earned the status of a sort of Neo-Grecian God. Similar to the Christian's St. Michael-- Randy Balma, scientific archangel of the deep, destroyer of nettlesome teenagers!Well give it a little while to "sink" in before you totally dismiss it.
I believe you'll recall from our last correspondence (or if not, simply scroll down-- the entries are ordered in reverse-chronological sequence) that I was to be paired up with some unwashed ruffian so as to attempt to physically drive some substance of education into his head before the state could shrug it's proverbial shoulders and let the "beached whale" be (not that I condone that*-- whales are beautiful creatures)
Witness the simpleton ask me YET AGAIN the purpose of the extinguisher, "Because fire doesn't burn underwater"! My god, I've never been so close to striking someone as then!I wont bore you with the details of the rest of my imprisonment with this softhead (and too, I'd rather not relive it), needless to say it has given me a rather chipper outlook henceforth-- I don't think anything could be quite as awful as that.
Onward and upward-- Randy
*Have you heard of the dolts that attempted to blow one of my fallen comrades-of-the-deep to pieces because they didn't care for it's odor? Thankfully whales don't vaporize, so the numskulls had a bit of a "heavy" rain. I believe that's called "the last laugh"
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