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I'd rather be eaten by sharks than delivered to some rival gang by a corrupt jailer who'll do unspeakable things to me to send a message to my boss who'd have killed me for sinking his boat and losing his drugs anyway...
I'm pretty certain gangs kill more people a month than sharks do yearly, so I'd take my chances with the sharks anyway
As I hear, they have some tough survival training in his country. Children are dropped off somewhere in the vast Dutch wilderness and must find food, shelter and the way home on their own. At the coast they also do the same by dropping them off with a small boat somewhere at sea. Those who don't find their way back must live in England for the rest of their lives. Didn't Sander say he was from the coast? He probably already ate sharks for breakfast before he went to school.
I have lived with several Zen masters - all of them were cats.
His last invention was an evil Lasagna. It didn't kill anyone, and it actually tasted pretty good.
I was wondering about that when I played God of War and there's a special move named Murder of Crows.
And so I looked up why it's called that.
Well, let's make this a bit educational as well. Why is it a murder of crows? - Big Think[^]
And if you reach the end you might go for the much nicer and more deserved "charity of crows"