northshorewaterman

So today we were blessed with the presence of another federal observer.  Patrick was new on the job….the wind was blowing 3o mph out of the east….and the seas had not yet organized, or ‘come together’, creating what is known as the washing machine effect.

There are indicators to let you know when someone is going to lose their lunch.  The first sign in that said person will become mysteriously quiet.  All of the sudden the thrill of the experience has worn off.  The second sign is color change: a pale yellow/green.  The third sign comes right before said person realizes that this is not going to go away and there is no longer any point in trying to hide your discomfort: gulping for air.  Like a goldfish, except sadder.  The final, dead giveaway is the mad dash for the door.  Poor fella.  At least he was a good sport about it.  Of course Scott debating which was the finest of the breakfast meats, almost raw bacon or gritty linguica, didn’t help him.  I did my part by breaking out a sandwich (even though I wasn’t hungry and it was only five am) containing a pungent horseradish cheddar.  In between hurls I offered him a bite, but I don’t think he likes spicy mustard.   The audio in this vid is priceless.  Long live the Gloucester fishermen!

pat puking

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I wonder how the government is going to deliver our citations for harassing a federal employee?

Just for those of you who couldn’t hear Scott’s advice: “When you get down to the part that’s round, brown and hairy you’ll want to swallow that back down.  That will be your asshole.”

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