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Row Boat

Wilson P. Higgsbury

It runs on elbow grease.

A sufficient ship for my mundane explorative tasks.

Awww, rowing? Ugh.

I should think I'm above rowing myself.

Free me from the shackles of this island!

Rowing is in my blood.

Manually operated. A pity.

How's that old song go?

I wonder how many leagues this can convey me?

If only I had oars for my balloon.

Ms. Wickerbottom

My vessel for marine research.

THE ROWS OF OUTRAGEOUS FORTUNE

Rowing? Really?

I will row with powerful arms!

Powered by elbow grease.

I ain't rowed since I was a young swab.

Push Pull Floater

I, ROWBOAT