TLDR- We’re havin’ a shrimp boil!
⚓️ Captain Riley and the Shrimp Showdown 🦐
Riley had never planned to take the wheel, but when Old Captain Tay was lured to a tropical island by the sweet song of a mermaid, the job fell squarely in his lap. With the morning sun casting gold across the water, Riley stood tall—slightly too tall for the vintage wheelhouse—and gave his crew a nod. Sean adjusted his sunglasses like a movie star on a mission, and Nick, already halfway through a powdered donut, simply mumbled, “Let’s make this weird.”
Their vessel, The Salty Pelican, chugged out past the marina with a patchwork of charm and duct tape. Riley, surprisingly competent at the helm, steered toward the bay where the shrimp swam thick like spaghetti in sauce. They dropped nets, joked about who looked most like a crustacean, and took turns inventing pirate accents that veered way too Scottish.
But the day took a turn when a pod of dolphins decided the shrimping boat looked like a party barge. They leapt, spun, and sent waves crashing over the stern—knocking Sean’s lunch (a very ambitious shrimp po’ boy) overboard.
“Blasphemy!” Sean cried, shaking a fist toward the horizon.
Nick, ever resourceful, tried to chum the waters with TaylorTot bits to distract the dolphins while Riley recalibrated the net rigging. They hauled in their catch with the kind of teamwork only chaos and camaraderie can forge—fins flying, boots slipping, and one shrimp somehow ending up in Riley’s boot.
By lunch, they’d not only hit their quota, but had made enough noise to attract half the marina for a spontaneous shrimp boil on deck. Riley, hair tousled and face sunburned in only one weird triangle-shaped patch, raised a battered ladle like a scepter.
“Captain Riley, king of crustaceans,” Nick proclaimed.
And as they passed around foil trays of golden, spicy shrimp, Sean raised a drink to toast: “To Riley, who took the wheel and didn’t hit a single pier.”
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