George and the weather

George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.

He never checked the weather reports, so he frequently sailed into thunderstorms, hurricanes, and tsunamis.

Or he’d be sleeping at an inn, and a big wave would wash the building a mile inland.

“I paid for an oceanside view,” complained a sopping-wet George to an equally sopping-wet innkeeper. “Now it’s a mile walk to the docks?”

George wrung out his clothes and hiked the mile back to his ship.

Well, where he thought he’d left his ship.

He hiked back. It was on the other side of the inn.