Sunday, 30 June 2013
If I could offer you one piece of advice for the future... lying on the teak deck of a million euro superyacht lathered in coconut oil would NOT. BE. IT. Oh yeah I did. I mean, I put a towel down, but then I fell asleep, and smacked my coconutty arm rrrrright onto the deck. That's one of the naughtiest things you can do on a boat, like, SO super bad, like a 9 on the naughty scale of 1 to "you're fired". The deck is so expensive and so absorbant, so when you smash a bit of oil on there... it leaves one nasty stain. The deckhand's just got back from seeing his girlfriend (whose heart he just BROKE after a seven year relationship, because he just "felt like it", I'm very cross with him about it), but, needless to say, he's in a very bad mood, and when I tell him he's going to have to sand down my little mishap on the deck, he's going to be SO cross. I'll just wait for the storm to clear a little then, let him cool off, can't be easy being the biggest douche man in the world, hard work breaking someone's heart, I would imagine. Boys are such heinous creatures. That's all, this hater's going to bed.
