I woke up as the light shined through the blinds, I could feel the sun warming me. I thought to myself, what the fuck am I actually doing up this late? I was supposed to be at work already!
As I realized this I flew out of bed and ran for the kitchen grabbed me a bratwurst and started putting on my brown fishing trousers and my grey jacket. I grabbed my yellow fishing hat with a big round rim in almost the shape of a sombrero. I almost fell down the two steps too the hall, In the hall I had two pairs of shoes laying right on the inside of my door, one were a pair of high boots, the others were some nice lead shoes that I used for diving. I put on the two pair of high boots I had.
As I opened the door the sun was already high in the sky with a few dark clouds here and there but mostly clear blue sky. I lived up on a hill in the small german village of BratWurstBurgen back then, I had a great view of the town. The pointy, wooden houses that I could see clearly still make me smile to this day. I had a clear view down to the harbour where I worked, I could see my boat with someone standing infront of it. I realized it was Lisa and I got my act together and ran down the hill, I looked to my side for a while and while I did it I ran right into a sign post hitting my head and falling to the ground.
-Fucking schnitzel Sheitze! I screamed and an old couple walking by, one with a very large top hat and one with a pair of reindeer horns looked shocked at me and I just smiled.
I got up brushing of the dirt and continued running, while dizzy I ran around like an idiot but after a while I found my way to the harbour finally.
-You're late! Lisa said frustrated at me being two hours late.
-Sorry boi, I had shit to do! (I lied of course but I felt shameful inside)
-Calm your tities! It's okay just don't do it again! She said with a hint of anger and sarcasm.
We got on our boat, it was an old wooden boat, it was quite wide and about fifteen meters long. I got in and Lisa started the engine. We slowly got out way out of the busy harbour and started our journey out at sea, with fishing rods in our hands and with fishing net at the helm.
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Bismarcked
Humor1926 Germany, Lisa and Rosé are rogue fishermen trying to make a living after the economic crash after world war 1. They encounter a large storm and are forced into the sea, their navigation is down and they're slowly going insane, are they gonna su...
