Friday, June 13, 2008
Up anchor now the captain cried, For the winter's star do appear
you could smell the whale ships from miles away
whaling would of been such a fucking awesome job.
whats ur job?
beast murderer
I fight 100 foot sea monsters by hand
then just be alone at sea for months drinking an making scrimshaw for the women you hate back home.
and are constantly trying to escape from.
I am really fascinated with the idea of back breaking labor as a job. It seems some much more nobel, pride filled, giveing life a sense of purpose.
fuck any one who feels sorry for the whales.
would you rather be right, or happy?
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I love your blog, but I can feel myself dying every time I see your misspelling of the word "captain." Please, please fix it.
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