Vast, dense swarms of migrating squid, all swirling about a boat. How can the sailors resist leaping into the water with them?
I’m picturing millions of tiny beaks, each taking a tiny nip, and millions of tentacles, each stroking and rasping away a thin layer of skin, all in endless succession. And then as the blood painted the waters, a boiling, roiling mass would heave over you, each little slimy creature frantically slurping up a tiny piece of you, until nothing was left but shiny white bones disarticulating to tumble down to the bottom of the sea, where the bone worms would gnaw you into a thin calcium slurry.
Nah, probably not. But a guy can fantasize, can’t he?
Rich Woods says
I think the strain of marking is starting to show…
chigau (違う) says
But he likes his sex vanilla…
Artor says
If only pirhana had tentacles, or squid had razor teeth instead of beaks…
Pardon, I was just thinking about the moat for my lair on Skullcrusher Mountain.
Artor says
Hmm, I wonder how many thousands of squid were chopped into calamari by the boat motor in that clip.
congenital cynic says
I’d have been looking for a net, a cast iron frying pan, and a pound of butter. Love some nice fresh squid.
nich says
And the Slymepit is demanding FTB do something about CARRIER? ;)
Lady Mondegreen says
–WAIT, who’s weird, again?
voyager says
Have you been nipping at the sherry?
carolw says
Three thoughts:
That’s a really loud zoom
That’s a lot of calamari
Which direction were they going?