Thursday, March 29, 2007

Sailor Made

Ben wasn't really the most "with it" person you could meet. He spent a lot of time dreaming when he should have been swabbing decks and wiping down the latrines. He had that nasty habit of belting out that Christopher Cross song "Sailing" when they left port...jesus, where did he learn his music tastes, anyway? But Ben had the last laugh, oh yes. After putting up with constant chiding from his fellow sailors for many many months, he discovered that concentrate bleach works wonders on uniform fibres. Destructive wonders.

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