The sea was rough. Waves as tall as buildings were crashing over the boat.
The boat wasn't designed for these conditions. It was a rowing boat and the boys had stolen it from the lake in the park. Taking it out to sea was not their brightest idea.
"What are we going to do?" asked one.
"We'll just ride it out," replied the other.
The boat bobbed up and down violently.
A wave of karma smashed into the side and knocked the boys into the drink.
The boat survived and was washed ashore.
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