Shadow Divers: The True Adventure of Two Americans Who Risked Everything to Solve One of the Last Mysteries of World War II

by Robert Kurson

Rascality was prized even above gluttony. Often, without warning the boat captain, the gang would yell, “Swim break!” and get naked and jump into the ocean, never letting go of their beer cans as they bobbed in the water. Members brought along guns and slung stuffed animals into the air for target practice. When a black-tie party boat passed, the gang would throw beer cans at the vessel and break into their trademark ditty: Cat’s ass, rat’s ass, dirty old twat; Sixty-nine douche bags tied in a knot; Cocksucker, motherfucker, dicky licker, too; I’m a fuckin’ scuba diver, who the fuck are you?