All hoes on deck!

In the ruins of the communications studio, the Jew Fu came across the wreckage of an old ship, and because another man's trash is always our treasure, we fixed it up and set sail for the tumultuous seas. Adventures were had, pretzels were eaten... T'was a proud moment for the Jew Fu and the S.S. Jewsian Cruisin'. Until hurricane Morton plowed through, leaving destruction in its wake. There are no pictures of that; we were too busy abandoning ship in fear.

You know you wanna' hover.