Now, the landing craft may be amphibious, but I'm not. I got drenched. Not only that, but the water ruined a perfectly good hairstyle and, coincidentally, the rest of the trip. Of course, nobody cared, and so, with half the River Thames in my lap, I had to sit through another 30 minutes of this. I suggested they make the experience more exciting by having a bunch of Germans fire live ammunition at you from the beach, but there were no takers.
Some people have no vision.
Anyway, when we got back on dry land finally, I confronted Matt about the near-death experience I'd just had, just to check that he didn't care. Sometimes you go in and you don't get wet. That's the first time I've seen anyone get drenched. You sealed your own fate, going on about people drowning. I know, I was a fool to expect sympathy, and hopefully we'll settle out of court.