George brings the beach

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

He preferred the feel of sand between his toes to the wet wooden deck of the ship.

So, when the ship docked at port, he hauled sand from the beach to the ship and spread it all over the deck.

The extra weight slowed the ship down, and it took longer to catch up to cargo vessels that they wanted to raid.

“Fine by me,” said George, laying in a chaise lounger on the deck and sipping an umbrella drink. “More time for me to work on my tan.”