I’ve been invited to go on a deep sea fishing expedition. This shouldn’t be confused with me being invited to the premiere of Deadpool, which I wasn’t. Even though the latter would cause everlasting happiness and joy in my soul. The former…Not so much. Why am I going then? I’m not really sure to be perfectly honest. I’ve never done it, so maybe it is a bucket list thing. A few of my mates are going, so maybe I’m just one big sucker for peer pressure.
So here I’m off, all Captain Nemo and shit. Continue reading