#22: The Name Says It All
A few hours ago, I was sitting at my desk trying to figure out what could be more terrifying than a two-hundred-and-fifty-pound adult bull shark. I was sure there could be nothing. I wasn’t ready for the prospect of a six hundred-pound bull shark.
I mean, at least I now have an answer to my previous pondering, but I also have a new cause for nightmares. I’m sure I’m going to spend the next few nights imagining that I’m peacefully swimming in the ocean and then suddenly attacked and torn apart by incredibly sharp teeth.
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