♪ I'm Sailing Awayyy ... ♫
October 1st, 1917 - Day 1.
It is Dark.
Dark and Silent.
Well, besides teh occasional cough, sneeze, burp, fart, queef, and sigh of teh other asshole passengers, nothing's happened ... YET!
ugh, weak .
... everyone around meh smells like piss, sweat, and shit. Especially Keenneh.
Poor Boy e_e
Stupid Mothertucker's chained to mah OTHER wrist.
I think 'Hippie,' 'Black boy,' 'ADD kid,' 'Mothertucker's "French" friend,' 'that foreign kid that sits in teh back of class,' and teh 2 crips are around he'ah, somewhe'ah, also …
I HAD tuuu get stuck on a boat with teh people I hate, of COURSE, didn't I?
Yew win again, karma! z.z
Goddamn, it's freezing, he'ah!
South Park is NOTHING compared to this vessel! .
My watch broke about 2, no – 3 hours ago, suuu the'ah's nuuu telling HOW long we've been on this fag ship!