2025-06-19 thank god / it’s thirstday

 2025-06-19           thank god / it’s thirstday

 

What it is in Dangerous Waters – accompanied / soundtrack’ed as we do by (y)our (wo)man Dell(a) the laptop (that’s enough, -id.) tunage emanating out its’ Windows media player (free ! flog forever, we used to have to turn over / tapes) because you really don’t have to audee what’s onscreen seeing as (y)our man Cin the humble(d) narrator of (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memoires and thank god / it’s Thirstday has already videed and audeed Dangerous Waters both before during and after, and has no need to audee it / again – is that (t)his mother-and-daughter pair and (y)our (wo)men the protagonistas of the same are after going on a sailboat trip with the (s)mother’s latest beau that four-lettered word and what could possibly go / wrong that five-lettered wordle, ‘thank god’, (y)our (military)(wo)men sigh it better at work, ‘it’s Thursday’, innit god, no need to audee it / again is all / we gots.

 

‘Derek’, (y)our (wo)man the teenage protagonista of Dangerous Waters akses it better of her future stepfather-to-be mercifully towards the very beginning of the film - coming right / out with it during and after stumbling upon / the same belowdecks as we do - ‘why do you / an assault rifle ?’, and to which (y)our man the dodgy stepfather-to-be Derrek immediately goes ‘yes, does that / bother you’ because emo and all / that, and soon enough the two of them are emptying the(ir) AK into the middle of the Pacific Ocean that is the setting of / the film, coming right / out with it is all / we gots.

 

Course this wouldn’t be (s)mother-and-daughter (what  ?  they have / (m) / (s) / (b) / (gl) / (d) ad issues, too, -id. ) in peril / murder-at-sea film – featuring (y)our man the actor Ray Liotta RIP in either his penultimate or ultimate film role, playing the villain as we do, the last being in Elizabeth Banks’ immor(t)al film Cocaine Bear ‘all my life’, Liotta as one of the Goodfellas in the immo®tal (that’s enough, -id.) Scorcese film of the same name starts up that film, ‘I wanted to be / a gangster’ - without that AK-47 assualt rifle being used later, seconds later because efficient like the pistol in a Chekov play in the film by the narco-traffickers or whoever playing the villain of the piece in Dangerous Waters because dangerous and boarding / the sailboat as we do and stealing all of the loot as well as one of the protagonist(s) because pirates and mommy issues because mommy just got / kilt, and leaving (y)our (wo)man the daughter protagonista and the twins (hooker please, -id.) and the suddenly-okay though involved surely in the kidnapping somewhow  stepfather-to-be to fend / for themselves as we do with no power or love® or food or potable water (strange word, ‘potable’) or wind that four-lettered word  or become sharkfood like so many gazillionairres putting the ‘fun’ in dysfunctional before them, playing the villain as we do is all / we gots.

 

‘WE’RE FUCKED’ (y)our man the apparently highly-unstable for a sailor father-stepfather-to-be-very-recently-turned wasband yells it better IN ALL CAPS before during and after the(ir) first night at sea as a newly-reduced (un)happy-at-sea family of two and the twins (that’s enough, -id.) as they wait for a suitable place to bury (y)our recently-RIP’ed (s)mother into a watery grave as we do and as the villains the narcotrafickers or pirates chase them down in the(ir) compromised 30-footer because left / for dead that four-lettered word following the recent unpleasantness of the robbery and kidnapping at sea gone / wrong that five-lettered wordle, lost / at sea is all / we gots.

 

Course it's a beautiful film to videe – here are (y)our (wo)men the protagonist(a)s of Dangerous Waters , marooned miraculously-enough as we do on immaculate island in the Pacific – or possibly the Atlantic, if that shipwreck-of-a-trainwreck-of-a-wasband’s insane yelling spree on the boat the night / before has any basis in reality – because Hollyweird, and (wo)managing to scavenge and MacGyver al of the necessities for a long, happy that five-lettered wordle life off / the grid, if only it weren’t for (y)our men the villains of the piece, namely the pesky pirates and Ray Liotta , repeating a similar role surely as the one as he played as an OG drug dealer in Banks’ Cocaine Bear, ‘you guys’, Liotta’s OG says it better to his screen son and drug dealing heir and his drug droog in that film, ‘have sand in / your pussies’, any basis in reality is all / we gots.

 

“This island’, (y)our man the estrwhile sea captain of a wasband yells it better in this scene at his increasingly-empowered but still-incredulous at what’s happened stepdaughter and apropos /  the(ir) predicament because stranded, is ‘%^&#-ing deserted’ because a desert island, Einstein, ‘sometimes I How Does it Feel’ that four-lettered word (y)our (All)man Gregg Allman RIP and the rest of the Allmans sing it better in the(ir) dirge of the same name on the alternative soundtrack to Dangerous Waters because better, or anyway words to that / extent, ‘like I’ve been tied to / the whipping post’, it’s the same Allman Brothers blues you covered at Brassapalooza, innit JMT, %^&#-ing deserted is all / we gots.

 

Course soon enough our two lost-at-sea protagonists in Dangerous Waters are back in dangerous waters as we do, onboard now a hu(wo)man trafficking pirate vessel luxury yacht that apparently sails all around god’s / green earth picking up sex slaves à la Epstein, (hooky please, -id), ‘we met them at / the dockyard’, the Military Police husband of a colleague of Cin’s described the (anti)hero’s welcome given a Navy ship crew before during and after the(ir) recent drug-running-busting your in the Pacific, ‘with bags of coke strapped to / their chests’, the dockyard is all / we gots.

 

And finally here’s Ray Liotta - looking even more sephurchal (hooker please, -id.) than / usual that five-lettered wordle, if that’s even / possible because you can’t spell Mission Impossible without I’m possible – for the film’s eleven o’clock number because oh yeah the daughter and the step-father-turned-infrormer-turned widower wasband deliberately got themselves onto this sixty-foot sexboat to avenge the(ir) recently-deceased (s)mother and wifey that five-lettered wordle, ‘the maidenhead’, the rugby club chorus has it better in that immor(t)al sea chanty Barnacle Bill and apropos the (un)holy vessel in that salty tale ‘was a whore in bed, sucking on a dead man’s penis’ (hooker please, -id.), to avenge is all / we gots .

 

Course there’s still a lot more / shooting to be done up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up out there aboard the U.S.S. Goodfellas in Dangerous Waters – like when they shoot up an airplane in the movie while it’s in flight because Hollyweird, shooting up a sailboat at sea from the inside must be discouraged, surely ? – seeing as no self-respecting hu(wo)man-trafficking and sex ring luxury yacht has anything less than ten goons packing heat that four-lettered word to keep the sharks on / the boat and the unwilling passengers / off the boat because the Law of the Sea. ‘he went to a costume party in June’, (y)our man Cin the humble(d) narrator of (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memoirs and salty sea chanty says it better wo who(m)ever will listen (no one / listens) and apropos how (y)our (English)man the 300-pound tight-head prop of an import that summer on Rugby Club with his two English droogs and teammates ‘dressed as / a sailor’, innit Sir Percival, replete with one of those HMS sailor caps and cravats that he wore as an attention-grabbing ensemble every night for the rest of / his time on tour because true story, ‘may the way there’, (y)our (wie)man said it better in reel or real life, it’s hard sometimes to tell / the difference as we do, ‘ be as good as / the stay there’, (t)his time on tour is all / we gots.

 

Stepdaughter kills everyone before during and after the watery grave end of the eleven o’clock number and grand finale of Dangerous Waters bur survives as we do because ‘everyone’ the final chorus of the sea chanty and rugby club hymn book the immor(t)al Jonestown  has it better, ‘dies’– both (y)our man the creepy-after- all step-father guilty of putting one of (y)our (wo)men the (s)mother-and-daughter at peril-at-sea protagonist(a)s into a watery grave because scurvy dog and Ray Liotta’s scurvy sex sea captain because Ray Liotta (hooker please, - id.) - ‘guilty is Salvatore’, (y)our man the actor Sean Connery RIP as Brother William of Baskerville in Jean-Jacques Annaud’s film version of the immor(t)al (that’s enough, -id.) Umberto Eco novel The Name of the Rose judge jury and executioners it better in that kangoroo court scene in the film, and referencing to Ron Perlman’s character in the movie the monk Salvatore as we do, ‘guilty of misinterpreting the Gospels to enrich himelf and his fellow evil monks’, or words to that / extent, but he is innocent of the crimes that have bathed this abby / in blood’ that five-lettered wordle, it’s a scene that (y)our man Cin and of course all of the other members of the Noslouc family and friends have been after videeing and udeeing both in VHS form (goggle it) and many more / than once in this very room up ono out on up on out on yup on out on up on out on up on out on up in here over the course of the(ir) watery forty (!) years of living up ono out on up on out on yup on out on up on out on up on out on up in here  in Luksvegas, and as  (y)our (Scots)man Sean Connory’s Brother William of Baskerville goes on and on and on about it in (t)his eleven o’clock number Spanish Inquisition scene from The Name of the Rose featuring (y)our man the great and immor(t)al (hooker please , -id.) actor R. Murray Abraham, ‘R’, (y)our (super)man the cartoon god Homer J. Simpson as always says it better in shock / and awe before during and after meeting the cartoon character version of the same name (y)our man Salieri on that episode, ‘Murray / Ahraham’, words to that / extent is all / we gots .

 

Thank you for reading (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memores and they never get any / more or any / less thirsty .