After a few victory laps atop the ocean of revelers, you swagger back over to Cap'm Caronch's table, flush with your victory. "Well, now, Mr. Fancypants," you say, "what do you think of that?" "Truly, 'twas a most impressive display of verbal prowess," the Cap'm says. "I suppose ye'll be wanting to be inducted into my crew now, eh?" "Well, actually, I was thinking of going pro on the Insult Beer Pong circuit. Maybe I don't need you and I don't need your crew! What do you think about that?" "I think," Caronch says, "that there be no such thing as the Insult Beer Pong circuit. So I wish ye good luck, and I'm glad to be rid of ye." "Wait," you say, "I'm sorry. The rigors of your interview process just had me burned out a little. Please may I join your crew?" "Well, all right," the Cap'm says, "ye can board the ship and report to the F'c'le for your assignments." "The what?" "Well, it's actually called the Forecastle, but we pirates are so busy that we usually just call it the Fo'csle. Me and me crew are even busier than that, so..." "Got it." you say. "So, what am I going to do in the F'c'le?" "Well," the Cap'm replies, "for yer insolence, I'll be givin' ye the most menial tasks I can think of. Ye'll have to swab the mizzenmast, polish the cannonballs, and shampoo the rigging before ye'll be a full-fledged member of my crew." "Do I have to wear some kind of humiliating outfit while I do it?" you ask. "Great Mike Nesmith, no!" the Cap'm says. "We may be no-good, thieving, lying brigands, but we're not frat boys!" "Oh," you say, slightly disappointed. "Okay, point me to the ship and I'll get to work." Adventure Again (Barrrney's Barrr)Back to the Obligatory Pirate's Cove |
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