"OH, YOU'RE MEAN, WILD BILL."

NO, NO, NO. I'M NOT MEAN.

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MY FIRST JOB, I HOOKED UP WITH

A COUPLE SETS OF BROTHERS FROM OREGON.

AND WHEN YOU'RE A GREENHORN, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING.

YOU'RE MAKING MISTAKES AND I'M TRYING MY BEST

AND I DON'T LIKE TO BE ANYTHING BUT GOOD AT WHAT I DO

AND I'M GIVING IT EVERYTHING.

AND THE BROTHER OF THE CAPTAIN, ORNERY SON OF A BITCH,

HE THREW THE HOOK AND COIL.

WE DIDN'T HAVE A COILER --

IT WAS ALL HAND-COILING, AND THE GUY WAS AMAZING --

BUT I WAS NOT MOVING AFTER HE WOULD THROW THE HOOK --

HE WOULDN'T EVEN LOOK AT ME -- HE WOULD FIND A WAY

TO THROW THE HOOK AND HIT ME IN THE SHIN.

AND AFTER TWO OR THREE OF THESE,

I GO UP TO HIM, AND I THINK I'M GONNA REASON WITH THIS GUY.

AND I WENT UP TO HIM AND I'M LIKE,

"YOU CAN'T KEEP DOING THAT."

HE TURNED AROUND AND HE PUNCHED ME SQUARE IN THE FOREHEAD,

AND I ENDED UP LAID OUT ON THE DECK.

AND I LOOKED UP, AND HE SAID,

"YOU NEVER YELL AT THE DECK BOSS."

AND PEOPLE THINK WE'RE MEAN NOW.

[ WAVES CRASHING ]