when i was out on the pacific, not seeing land for a couple weeks at a time, whenever i pissed over the edge, i thought of the distance to the bottom, and all that water between the surface and the bottom. then i thought about that part in jaws where the shark comes up from the depths out of no where while the police chief is throwing chum overboard. then i'd finish off my piss as quickly as possible and go back into the wheel house.