George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
“Do you smell pizza?” George asked, as he walked around the ship, sniffing the air.
“There’s no pizza, George,” said the captain. “Now swab the deck, or I’ll make you walk the plank.”
George swabbed the deck, but every few minutes, he’d stop and sniff the air with a curious look on his face.
“Okay, fine,” said the captain. “I’ll order some pizza.”
The captain sent a landing party ashore with the order, and it took them three days to return.
By then, they’d eaten all of the pizza.