"I objectsh to the 'crayshy fisherman' part!" *hic*
Considering that he had yet to drain his first stein of beer, this was a very bad sign.
"You wantsh crayshy? Go down shoush, down the *hic* fjord! They'sh sheeding Trondheim with sho many minesh, a fish carnt fartsh underwater but he get blown shky-high..and now the ice ish getting worsh, no boat can get out wizthout going...going...what wash that big ship? Four funnelsh, went down, not a shub...shub...shubmarine did it, hit ishe. Go either..." *wild hand gesture* "...or you hit mine. We're shtuck here, mate!" He took another slurp.
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Vanvikan, Feb. 2009: ordinary human, KIA, night 4
HMS Thanatus, May 2009: ??? human, KIA, night 7
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