Billy Joe tried to do just that. As I went in to poke my large, pointed nose into the man’s skiff, a Portuguese man-of-war came along. I panicked and quickly let go of the bait and instead of drowning the man hid under the cover of his small and powerless boat. The jellyfish left and I began to taunt the man once more.
Two days had passed and the man showed no sign of giving up but only sign of pushing forward. I started to fear that the man would win. He still did not know how gigantic and masculine I was. I decided to let him see my true size. I took a leap of faith knowing that in the second I was up in the air he would try and reel me into his skiff. While I was up in the air I took a look at my enemy that I was fighting. I saw the sea
Two days had passed and the man showed no sign of giving up but only sign of pushing forward. I started to fear that the man would win. He still did not know how gigantic and masculine I was. I decided to let him see my true size. I took a leap of faith knowing that in the second I was up in the air he would try and reel me into his skiff. While I was up in the air I took a look at my enemy that I was fighting. I saw the sea