Mark
Since 20 Jun 2005
3678 Posts
I need my fix because I'm a
Naishaholic
|
 Fri Aug 15, 08 8:47 am OT story of POON |
 |
|
Not that Poon... This Poon.
Who was he?
He was steward on a British ship during World War II, with an unfortunate first name, at least by Western standards.
How He Stared Down Death:
The ship he was working on was blown up by the Germans. Being total assholes, the Germans did this while the ship was far away from land. Surviving the explosion was no biggie for Poon, but it forced him to climb into a life raft and hang out until he was rescued ... 133 fucking days later.
At first there was water in the raft and a few boxes of biscuits. But these ran out quickly and Poon had to get all MacGyver and make himself some fish hooks out of nails and tin cans to catch fish to survive.
Between doing awesome stuff like catching sharks and drinking the blood of birds he caught, he also had to deal with sunburn, seasickness and storms that wrecked his food and water supplies. Eventually he figured he needed to catch more food. For us that would mean more fish. For Poon it meant catching a fucking shark. For Death it meant Poon was not going down easy.
He could have been rescued sooner but another German U-boat that spotted him offered no help. It was at this point that Poon began to suspect that the Nazis were dicks.
He finally sailed near Brazil and was rescued by some fishermen, and these days the US Navy teaches his survival techniques to its sailors.
Next time you feel like complaining about how small your apartment is, just imagine living for four months on a raft pictured above.
 |
| Poon the man |
poon3.jpg |
_________________
Cleverly disguised as an adult...
www.naishkites.com |
|
