Out at sea, during the relentless Storm Gertrude, these sailors find themselves in an extremely unsettling situation. With no navigational skills that could defeat such an onslaught, the crew pick up their phones and make sure the windows are tightly sealed.
I’m getting sea sick just looking at this!
I’m immediately drawn to how calm and composed the crew is, considering Satan is busy twirling his hand around them in the bath.
I’d probably be curled up in a corner smelling of wee.