Currently we are still at sea and won’t return to port canaveral until Saturday morning so I have no fucking idea what to do about anything.

Do Larry a favor and throw that bitch overboard

Anyways she hugged me and we all wandered off when the bar told us to leave. This was him. His name is Larry.

I fucks with Larry.

This guy puts his arm around me and is still squeezing my hand. She takes the pic and he just looks at me again and says “YES”. His wife is crying and is like “WHAT DID YOU TALK ABOUT, HE HASNT BEEN THIS VOCAL IN YEARS!!!”

This man is still squeezing my hand with both hands, like this dude has serious grip for being in a scooter. His wife starts bawling and says “I have to get a picture of this”

His wife comes back with her drink and she drops it on the floor and gasps and says “ he has never grabbed my hand like that, or anyone’s hand like that since his stroke. He has never spoken actual
Words”

I’m go on with my drunk talking points about tariffs/deportations/ etc and this man is squeezing my hand and just saying “YES. YES. YES.” To every point I make

Anyways I keep rambling, and the mute husband is looking at me and nodding, and I dead ass say “Donald will get us all killed.” And he grabs and squeezes my hand and says “ YES”. It’s the only real word he’s spoken since we started chatting

She*

At some point she starts rambling about things going “woke” and talking politics, and I just say, hey I’m a lifelong lib, and I voted for Hillary, voted for Obama twice, for Joe, and Kamala. Se starts spewing some bullshit then walks off to get a drink

She was a caretaker/caregiver for her husband who’s in the scooter. He had a stroke and lost his ability to speak. He occasionally says stuff but it’s just gibberish. With that said, I feel like I can do understand what he’s trying to say.

How many Piss IV's did you get???