George was a pirate, but he wasn’t a very good pirate.
He ran afoul of the navy of King Minos, and was tossed into The Labyrinth.
“What’s that horrible smell?” muttered George.
The Minotaur, an evil human-bull hybrid, roared in George’s face.
“Ah, that’s what that smell is,” said George. “I think you could use a nice warm bath.”
George drew a bath for The Minotaur, setting out some scented candles and incense to set a relaxing mood.
The Minotaur got in the tub, relaxed, and heaved a deep sigh.
George picked up The Minotaur’s club and brained the beast.