George hunts snipe

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

“We’re running low on provisions, George,” said the captain, handing George a large burlap sack. “Go get some snipe.”

George ran up and down the beach for hours, hooting like an owl.

The rest of the crew watched from the ship, laughing and drinking.

Until George came back.

The sack was twisting in his arms, emitting horrendous growls and shrieks.

George threw it down on the deck.

Everyone stared at the sack for a few minutes as it thrashed about.

“Let’s just order a pizza, okay?” said the captain.