George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
He’d been taking to long periods of melancholy and self-doubt.
Or he’d obsess on the most esoteric things.
“A container is a container because it contains things,” said George. “If it’s empty, is it still a container.”
“Well, it still contains nothing, right?” said the captain.
“Yes, but nothing is nothing,” said George. “I don’t think it counts.”
“What if a container has the potential to contain things?” said George.
As the two debated, their ship drifted closer and closer to the massive container ship they’d planned to raid.