Captain Lots: Alone at Sea

I hope someday you can forgive me for what I’ve done to you. I hope that someday we can once again be friends, or whatever. I couldn’t bring myself to kill you, seeing how peaceful you looked laying there in your chamber, genitalia clutched and mouth a’drooling - like some kind of portrait of an angel sent from heaven. It was then I realized how much you mean to me. Even though I hate you down to the very fiber of your being, and wish only that you will die miserably alone in the endless sea, devoid of any comforts to ease your slow, painful passing from this world. I left you some food and water, which will likely only sustain you a few days. Take care, bro.