George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
The other pirates didn’t respect George.
When he put his lunch in the ship’s refrigerator, someone would always steal it.
“I marked it with my name, guys!” yelled George. “I used the marker that’s clipped to the fridge!”
Someone stole the marker, too.
George began to carry his lunch around with him as he worked.
Sometimes, he’d drop it during a battle or a raid, and someone would step on it.
“You did that on purpose!” George would whine, and stab the offender.
It became his whiny, annoying battlecry.