When the guy walked in wearing only swim fins and a narwhal codpiece it gave my Aunt Abigail the shock of her life, though she knew he was probably harmless as a jar of pickled herring. She’d always worried too much about fish, about everything, really, to do with the sea or even tap water. … Continue reading Admiral of the Ocean Sea
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