Snake Cabin- Tuesday Morning

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Peter was fresh out of the shower. He had a beach towel (the regular ones won't fit) wrapped around his waist and he was dancing around the cabin. It didn't look like he was going to be getting dressed anytime soon.

"Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves
Scheherezad-ie had a thousand tales
But master you in luck 'cause up your sleeves
You got a brand of magic never fails..." he sang.

((Bored. For Snakes on a plane or anyone else who wants to gawk at the fat man.))