Uh, it's a deserted jungle island with no electricity with a bunch of weirdos, it fucking sucks, and I'd say at least nobody's shooting at me, but I still got my guns and so does Wash, so I assume you've got 'em, too, and others also have to. And we gotta report to a god rabbit who just wants us to talk about the shit that's happened to us? Because ohhhh, storytelling, like whatever, go invent a tv.