By Sentiment 75
08:32
08:32
"Leave her, Johnny, leave her!" you drunkenly cry as you embark in your little dingy. Your last romantic partner has recently left you for a jolly sailor bold, leaving you, a miserable land-lubber timid, lonely and sorrowful. Drowning your sorrows in a bottle of the Good Captain, you take what's left of your money and buy a little dingy, resolving to set out and "prove them wrong." This, of course, was a stupid idea, and you have little food and potable water left as you're stranded out at sea. Half crazed with exhaustion, hunger, and sea-sickness, you spot someone on a nearby rock...
