Fuck you

A buck knife glimmers in the darkness and then wizzes past your face...but a thick elbow lands right on your jaw. The next thing you know your arms are pinned to the ground and you are staring at nasty yellow teeth that reek of some fungal vegitation. The breath seems to uncurl in your face like rank vines.

"Can't you take a fucking joke? You car-boat is monstorous, infy-pod, last think we wanted to drag onto the kelp floats...you gonna lighten up, spud?"