Jan 04, 2011 10:09
[Fit the Second, in which Gibbs gets completely potted and mislays his cleaning supplies and tools, and then tries to blame it on some imaginary thief.]
It has come to my attention that my ladder, my mop, and most of my tools have gone missing. Again. The decks don't swab themselves around here, eh? And I'm more than willing to make a pact with the devil to get them back, so it's best if guilty parties own up and settle up, soonish-like.
Bloody academic life; might be time for this sailor to enjoy a spell on the water, for a piece.
r: helga sinclair,
p: joshamee gibbs,
r: elisa maza,
r: clopin trouillefou