That's why I'm STILL out here with the IBS, navigating the surf, avoiding the rocks, with a very interesting boat crew - one's hanging over the edge loosing the contents of her stomach, another's eating chocolate and painting her toenails, someone's watching from the hood of a hummer parked on the shore (dang if it don't look like she's gettin' a massage...)
But am I gonna quit?? NOSIREEE!! Ain't no such word in my vocabulary!!
CRAP!! Here comes another big wave!!!
AAAIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!