In the morning the boat lay beached and broken in the sand. The people lay scattered and stranded in a series of undress. The vultures circled in high hopes of having a meal. The unexpected accident that came in the night was a horror of words and screams.
Captain Yolof Peanutbrittle was a awake and sitting in his month old shit stained underwear building a sandcastle with a moat. The man mumbled in childish glee. The Professor walked around naked with a boner and smelled flowers. Soon everybody was awakened by the Professors extraordinary sexual means.
The group gathered around the Captain and basically wanted to know what the hell had happened last night. Captain Yolof stood up in his underwear and told them he didn't have the slightest idea. A hard slap came on his shoulder and head and soon he was forced to eat his sandcastle. He had sand forced into every orifice.
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