Head for the hills, or stand and fight?
what would Gen Patton do?
Those sirens are tough when made of blobs mocha. Killers they are to the taste buds. Having sunk my boat and lost all my possessions am here floating in what is to be my doom and shall now lose my lifeboat. Will be full of chocolate and rum though, and the whispers, oh those sweat whispers shall give me solace as I pass beneath the waves after the onslaught. Lost my firearms and ammo and have no sword with which I shall defend myself. Will have to count on the fishes to drag me to safe shore. That works in the movies. It should work here in Internet land. Here fishes ... I have rum and chocolate.