Today I saw a big-ass hammerhead shark, circling the ship. He was all "I'm a bad-ass, prehistoric-looking motherfucker and if you fall in here I'm going to rip your balls off for an appetizer, first". We were all properly meek and scared. I tried to be a suck-up and threw him a piece of sausage. He stopped, looked over his shoulder at me if to say, "I SAID YOUR BALLS, and you forgot the toothpick, anyway" and then kept circling.
I went back inside and forgot about my mug of coffee on the railing.