This guy has been nothing but trouble. First, he drinks too much, and the strong stuff. We try to hide the Tabasco, but he always finds it. He was purchased at Vroman's Book Store in Pasadena, California, when we were invited to a premiere of The Pirates of The Caribbean second movie, where he upstaged a celebrity or two and totally got off on the adulation of the crowds (he thought it was all about him). Since then he has become quite disenchanted with us, and cannot fathom why we do not take him to more pirate movie premieres. He tries to create his own excitement by raiding my jewelry box. I'm missing quite a few earrings.
He was somewhat happier when we took him along with us on a cruise. He was plotting to commandeer the ship (the pirates' way of saying hijack), until the Captain's dinner, which involved quite a few libations (our table mates asked, "Is that pirate drunk?"). He then declared the Captain a capital fellow, and devoted the rest of the cruise to partying.
The Pirate's best friend is a confused and easily manipulated penguin. They have a relationship not unlike Pinky and The Brain. Although their schemes usually involve taking over bottles of rum rather than taking over the world. They also enjoy watching the Pittsburgh baseball and hockey teams.
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