They stopped near a little island somewhere in the Caribbean so we could go ashore and wander around (I guess they had already scoped the island to make sure there weren’t any cannibals or something). Me and the guys are just kind of hanging out there in the shallows taking in the scenery when I feel something scrape past my leg–IT WAS A TIGER SHARK!
You ever see those lizards that run on top of the water? Yeah, I totally did that. I made it all the way to the beach.
Now everybody calls me ‘chum.’
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