So, It is 1 o’clock in the morning. Its pitch dark, and the only light you see is the moon, as it breaks between the tree tops in patches, barely visible.There are the sounds of the water gurggling quietly beneath a sturdy boat. Then out of nowhere, giant fucking flying fish are everywhere. They sting your eyes with water from their flippers and they hit you square in the face while they try to make their way somewhere, frantically.

And it goes on and on for what seems like forever. Then, put two drunk guys with a flashlight in that boat, and their eyes get stung and watch the get hit square in the face.

Laugh at their misery. I did.



By the way, school is over. This semester I’ve written a total of 78,045 words, graphs and charts excluded. All that to say that from now on, Saturday Afternoon Comedy, will be abbreviated to S.A.C.

Think of how funny it was when your brother got kicked in the nuts.