Rumors exist that after just 3 more cargo loads, we'll be steaming back up north to New York to take up residency again as the bunker busters par excellence. Sadly, this is just in time for cruise ship season, which means fueling up these ugly-ass ships under the watchful eye of 3,000 drunks and other shitheads who try to throw lit cigarettes on my deck in an effort to blow us all up.
Some pictures from co-workers- thought I'd throw 'em in today,
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