I've have to say, America, I remember your suggestions being much better than this. Letting them take me to jail? Pulverizing gaudy, easily breakable plastic chairs in five minutes or less and expecting that to help ease my frustration? I can't tell if you think I've suffered some sort of brain damage that alters my personality, or if the forced tranquility of this boat ride has made you lose your edge. At any rate, I'm seriously considering just buying a stress ball from the bodega and seeing how long until it explodes.
I can safely say I did not know that, but now that you mention it, I am not at all surprised. I'm also a little proud of myself for out-schooling someone. Suck on that, HYDRA.