later you hit beer on the pier because no one can go in to town unless you are on a tour because the local yokels hate the squids in rosey roads [ 48 ] so the base puts out some beers and the local wine for you for a buck a pop and some of the guys are getting pretty hammered sitting on the pier in the warm night with their legs dangling over the side looking down at the oily water and you are talking to the mess decks chief esteppa who is pretty hammered himself and buying you and mike beers and saying how that fish last night was pretty damn good , right kieffer while you and mike are talking about this 19-year-old squid from the boat got himself killed buying a crotch rocket and running it into a bridge at about 110 [ 49 ] .