So, I fulfilled a childhood dream and joined the pirate crew.
But Captain Dopebeard didn’t like the cut of my jib.
So I had myself a little makeover and now Cappy and I are the best of friends.
But that didn’t stop me from stickin’ a knife in his gibbet and castin’ him overboard at the first opportunity.
So as new captainof the vessel, I led the few in a hearty chorus of “Yo Ho A Pirate’s Life for Me” and we set out to sink a Royal Caribbean cruise liner.
But the liner was already becalmed.
So, I looked at my dinghy
But my crew was gettin’ a bit rowdy.
So I thought what the heck I row the dinghy myself.
But termites had eaten through the oars.
So, I bought a pack of hungry aardvarks to eat them.
But how do I get off the liner, I pondered.
So I searched the storage holds.
But the only animals I found were bilge rats.
So I turned on the Bat-signal, and waited for the Caped Crusader.
But instead, the Atom showed up, and who’s a more useless “superhero” than him?
So the Atom (who’s hands-on physics professor Ray Palmer off-duty) fixed the liner’s engines to move at supersonic speeds, and we arrived in Jamaica in a short amount of time.
But in the meantime we made dreadlocks just to look cooler.
So the Jamaica Tourism Office wanted to take our pictures for their next brochure.
But they rejected the idea of us smoking reefer in the ad.