The Search for Booty
Sailing the ocean blue was a crew of nasty pirates. The crew consisted of two, one a bit squiffy, the other loaded to the gunwalls. They were out to find the motherload.
“Ahoy me matey.” yelled Ethan. After no response from Jeff, Ethan proceeded to fire off the six pounders, yelling “Show a leg, you bilge rat!”
“Sink me, ye scallywag, I’ll make you dance the hempen jig if you don’t shut ye trap.”
“You picaroon, we must find the motherload!” Ethan exclaimed.
“What in the heck is the motherload, you rapscallion?” questioned Jeff.
“Are ye kidding me matey! It is all the booty that ye can imagine!”
“What! Are ye kidding me!? Ye have a wife, ye hornswaggler!”
“Now shut ye mouth you scoundrel, before I put my cutlass to use.”
“Ah, when did ye get an automobile matey?”
“Ay me matey, I traded in our crow’s nest for it!”
“Well blow me down! Are ye loaded to the gunwalls?!”
“Me loaded to the gunwalls? You are quite the carouser! I was just kidding, bucko!”
“Arr me matey! Ye got me. So where do we find all this booty at? Vegas?”
“Ay where no man has traveled before. Just south of the Barbary Coast!”
“Avast you lass! I was just there last week!”
Becoming very upset with Jeff, Ethan cracks him with his cat o’ nine tails. With this, Jeff picks up his buckle and plunders Ethan in the dome.
“Ay you scallywag what are we doing? We must find the motherload!”
“Sorry Cap’n! We have got to keep our heads on straight if we want to find the booty!”
“Jeff take over as coxswain, while I take a caulk.”
“Wow! Too much information matey!”
Finally arriving at what they think was their destination, Jeff wakes up Ethan. Ethan takes a look around and realizes they are on the dangerous Gold Road.
“Jeff! We are at the Gold Road! Do you know what that is?”
“I have no clue, bucko! Are the roads paved in gold?”
“Not quite lad! It is the absolute most dangerous place for pirates to be! There are hundreds of ships sunk here every year! The natives are gruesome.”
“Well, how about we just toss the anchor out here at sea and get some sleep. I think we could both use a little time taking a nap. I’ll go ahead and drop the anchor.”
Jeff drops the anchor in the water and after a good night’s sleep, Jeff wakes up and sees in the distance a ship headed their way. Quickly, Jeff runs over and starts to yank at the cable. Pulling strong, the anchor is almost up out of the water when he hears a thud. At this he realizes that luck is not on their side and it just bilged on her anchor.
Ethan comes running up from the bilge yelling, “Bilge water, bilge water, we are going down!”
Five years later, Ethan and Jeff were found holding the motherload, but in the dreaded Davey Jones Locker.
