I miscalculated and fell a little too hard, rolling backward and damned near breaking my neck. At least that made it look authentic but it hurt like hell.
"Help me, please!" Deborah yelled out. The little tin Hitler and another crewman who was standing beside him came running down the gangplank and helped me up.
"Can you help me get him to his cabin?" she asked.
The little tin Hitler said, "I'll help him get inside but I can't leave my post long enough to take him back to his cabin. We'll find someone, though."
"Thank you kindly," she said...
Neville Hunt almost 5 years ago
Well... tin Hitler he may have been, but he does need to check if anyone’s missing (but I still hate him!)