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What Can You Know About Ham Sandwiches, And The Correspondent

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“Pie,” said the oiler and the correspondent, agitatedly. “Don’t talk about those things, blast you!”
“Well,” said the cook, “I was just thinking about ham sandwiches, and – “
“How ‘bout you stop thinking about food,” said the correspondent, “and start thinking ‘bout what you’ve done.”
“I only told you about it ‘coz I thought we were dying. With the house of refuge comin’ up an’ all, that doesn’t seem as likely an occurrence. Can’t you just…forget about it?”
“Forget about it? I’m not likely to ever forget about it. In fact, it seems like something that’ll more likely stick in my mind for the rest of my life. It’s the kinda thing that’ll ruin the rest of my relationships.”
“But you don’t even like ‘er anymore, do you? You hadn’t said …show more content…

How about you stop heckilin’ me and do your dang job.” Said the cook.
“Captain, shall I keep her making for that light north, sir?” the correspondent said.
“Yes. Keep it about two points off the port bow.” Answered the captain.
“There. Navigation ‘s all set. You gonna tell me why you did it?” the correspondent said.
“I reckon you know the reason, and I also reckon you don’t like it much.” Said the cook
“You reckon? Damn right, I don’t like it. How could you think this was something that I’d just be okay with? Clearly you are not the person I thought you were.”
“C’mon. I told you what I’d done, didn’t I?”
“Yeah, when you thought we were gonna die in the next moment. You only told me ‘coz you didn’t think you’d have’ta own up to what you’d done. You wanted absolution.”
“Is that so bad? I felt bad about not tellin’ you what I’d done. Was it wrong to wanna die with a cleared conscience?”
“You thought that telling me about what you did with her would clear your conscience? You must feel real awful for keeping this from me. Lying was not your only sin here, not by a long shot!”
“And I never said it was. There you go again, with the words in my mouth. You think you’re going a bit overboard with the guilt trip here?”
“If we weren’t all gonna die in this deathtrap anyway I’d throw you overboard!”
“Would it help if I told you it was lousy?”
“You Sonuva Bitch! If we get to shore, I’m gonna cut off your limbs, all five of ‘em!”
“You two mind

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