George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
Sometimes, when he was performing a task, like making his bunk or swabbing the deck, he got fed up with all of the nitpicky details and steps.
“This is like playing Jenga with cow turds,” he growled.
So, he’d skip steps and get the job done quicker.
This was fine-and-dandy for simple things, but when it came to cleaning the cannon or arranging the powder room, one mistake could cost lives.
“What about two or three mistakes?” asked George.
As if in response, the ship exploded and blew apart.