One time, I was with my crush
and I were
sailing
and we were two people on a one person boat
and this thing,
literally...just a random knoby thing with no name,
was on the tiller (the thing you use to drive)
and it fell off and into the water.
Now, to say the look on his face was comical,
would be an understatment.
And his reaction...was just...priceless.
Because he screamed and then turned the boat around.
I told him it wasn't that big of a deal and he replied by
saying,
"NO! IT'S MY BABY AND I NEED IT BACK FOR EVERYTHING
TO BE RIGHT IN THIS MESSED UP WORLD!"
So we spent the next five minutes,
sailing in circles, just to pick up this pointless knob,
because it was his...baby.
I guess I'm so messed up that I can't even compete
with this little thing that doesn't even have a
name