The Penguin Crew
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Captain Waddles had a problem. His pirate ship, the Salty Sardine, was crewed entirely by penguins, and not a single one of them could read a map.
'Land ho!' shouted First Mate Tux, pointing at a cloud.
'That's not land, Tux. That's the sky.'
'Same shape though, innit?'
Captain Waddles sighed. He'd put out an ad for crew members: 'Seeking brave sailors for adventure on the high seas.' He forgot to specify species.
The penguins were enthusiastic, he'd give them that. They polished the cannons (then slid down them), they swabbed the deck (then belly-slid across it), and they kept the ship's cat very, very nervous.
'Captain!' called the lookout from the crow's nest. 'I see an island!'
'Is it an actual island or is it another whale?'
'...Fifty-fifty.'
It was a whale. Again. The whale, whose name was Margaret, was getting quite tired of being mistaken for land. 'Do I look like an island?' she asked.
'You're roughly the same size,' said Captain Waddles diplomatically.
Margaret considered this. 'Fair point. Hop on then. Where are you lot headed?'
'We have absolutely no idea,' said Captain Waddles cheerfully.
'Perfect,' said Margaret. 'Neither do I.'