seven seas

As we watch a segment on the Discovery Channel on the Mongols and how Genghis Khan took over China, thoughts began to flow through his head.
"That would be fun," he said.
We watched as a battering ram knocked down a solid wooden door and a stream of barbarians flooded into the city.
"Yeah."
"I mean, I would have an AWESOME time. With the whole raid and pillage thing, you know?"
"Its personally one of my life long dreams to be a barbarian."
"I'd rather be a pirate. Warmer climate. They knew how to kick it. You see it was acceptable for them. And I would get all KINDS of play!"
"Your 16."
"Okay, they had 16 year old pirates."
"And you'd get a mean sun burn."
"True."
"And then there are the random Aztec curses to think about. Its to pirates what STDs are to college kids. Hit or miss."
He was quiet.
"But who would care?"
He was thinking about it now.
The warm breeze in your face, the open ocean, no home, no worries, eat when you're hungary, sleep when you're tired, raid, pillage, steal treasure and wives, fight off curses, get sea sick, use a sword, fire a cannon, piss people off, drink till you're drunk for breakfest and get all the possible play imaginable.
"I mean, It'd be something different. Hell why not. You're only 16 once."