[h2]Dirk Messir - Deregulated to Cannonguy[/h2]
Man, some stuff happened on the other boat. The boat float goat. What a Boaty McBoatface loat. Oh shoat, looks like Ultimate Krabbe is now Ultimate Manne, because he just broke into pieces. Gotta keep doing the...

[i]Why the hell are you on the floor, you jackass?[/i]

Divine Purposes told me to fall on down the ground with a backward knee fold, so I did it, and now there's SHHHHHHRAPPPPPNELLLLLLLLLLLL flying over me. Hah. Trump Brigade Prome promed me pain, but only got dumblastery. And then Captain Cedric commands for cannons to be fired, so it looks like he guess he have to fire the guns at the boardleft. The gun man with the big guns, but not Captain Cedric, who also has big guns-

[i]Hurry up Retard! You're going to miss the cannon firing Asshole![/i]

'No, YOU'RE A the butt!' Dirk yelleds, folding back up and going to the cannon and then the Run Rummer tilted away from the King Krab, but not as much as before? Calmer oceas, less tilting. Obviously. And so he finds and lights up the cannons, the two of them that matter, and makes sure they're aiming at the right part of the place where Crabric wanted him to aim them. Which was obviously at Sandwich, so that's where they are going to go. The nerd-ass is was about to get a face fist full of cannon, if he didn't notice all that cannon. And if they aimed right. They probably did, yeah. They're cool guys. Cool cannon guys. Dork wants to meet a cannon guy soon, that would be a cool thing.