It was the summer of 1993. 16 fishermen were on a fishing trawler 96 miles out of Fiji,so far their catch was marvellous, just under 16 ton of mackerel, all in one day. The crew had persuaded the captain to anchor down and celebrate their success in the saloon. All day and all night 15 men cellebrated their hearts out, singing, dancing and just being boys, the other one was cellebrating, but was slightly overdoing it, he almost fell the first time, but he was SO drunk he didnt give a damn and did a little wee game of chicken with himself, he put his toes just over the edge of the 20 foot drop, and took a step out, KASPLAT! No one noticed. Until morning.
"GET UP YA LAZY BUGGERS! I DONT PAY YOU TO SLEEP 'TIL 9:30 AM!" Belowed the captain, "EVERYONE OUT NOW!" The crew scrambled out of their uncomfortable wooden bunks, out of their night gear, and out into the saloon to see the captain in a rather bad mood, "WHERE IS SKIPPY! ITS HIS TURN TO CLEAN THE CAP'NS QUATER!" Exclaimed the captain. "Ah Cap'n, He wasnt here when i woke up, he was gone..........................
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