Yeah, I know. I just don't need Esch to do PBP ever again. Yeah, he doesn't really count, though. He knows why he's here and is happy to get the service time.
Man the Mariners have fallen can't get up. Were chugging along playing B- baseball and have a 4 game lead.
Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. Water, water, every where, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink.
The very deep did rot – Oh Christ! That ever this should be. Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs, Upon the slimy sea. It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye, Now wherefore stopp'st thou me? Screw the Mariners, ancient or otherwise...Coleridge was a freak.