It can only happen on a boat!
Extract from the little known 'Lembeh Chronicle'.
"Just when you
thought it safe
to go back in the
bathroom..."
Main story by Ghupta Sooardh
Darren, a twenty-seven year old security officer from the UK had a narrow escape earlier in the day whilst showering off the filthy infectious Lembeh water... aboard the MV Serenade.
The crew were aroused by a sudden bang and a loud scream from Darren, followed by the choice words...
“Tern the ******* werta uff kwik!” 
Darren’s room on the starboard side of the boat was filled with water by a plume emanating from a hole in the wall where a sink once sat, soaking the bedroom floor. :oops:
The sink was nowhere to be seen, just a red-faced Darren staring sheepishly from behind his mother’s best towel... The glazed look and tears running down Darren’s face pointed the way: The sink was firmly wedged between his ample butt. :shock:
The Captain said – “It was not a pretty sight, I have never seen so much white flesh on one person before, and the sink; I could just see the taps...” :?
Evidently the boats gifted engineer came up with a solution employing several chains, 5L of vegetable oil and a passing horse.
“It took a full 40 minutes to tease it out of that substantial ass, then with one almighty ‘Plop’ it was free. Mr Darren looked well-pleased” said the Captain. 
Friend and mentor Dr Bob Whorton, (as sympathetic as ever) immediately Christened him ‘Sink Boy’,to commemorate his anguish.
Darren spent the rest of the day perched atop the open chest freezer, but admitted it was nothing he couldn’t get used to.
"It could only happen in Lembeh!"
Join us in October for the next installment. 
