I got chucked into the water and landed on a turtle but I fell off of it about two feet downstream. Then after I got in between Grand Forks and Fargo I got attacked by a musky. Then in a few years when I made it out of Lake Winnipeg I got picked up by a moose. I stayed on top of the moose until the moose was shot by a hunter and the hunter saw me and threw me back into Lake Winnipeg and I finally got some peace and quiet. Then when I was leaving Hudson Bay I saw a bear and then some wolves. Then I floated out in the Ocean and saw people eating lefs and I knew I was in Norway