Startled by the sudden shower of spit bucket contents, the albatross shakes violently, squawking loudly!
HEEEYYY, MAAANNN!! C’mon! AHH!! Is that...is that rum, or piss!?... Was it rum?...*SNIFF!*... That’s f@$&ing piss!
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The albatross wheels around in the sky for another round... It soars overhead with a determined look of concentration on its face, tongue lolling out to one side... ...to no avail! AW, RATS! LET ME GO EAT SOME MORE SARDINES, AND I SHALL RETURN, LITTLE FLYING-MAN! The albatross flaps away to the west, and dives after a school of sardines...
At around four hours past noon, as the sun is slowly sinking westward, a winged shadow crosses the deck... Circling some hundred feet above the Sereia is an albatross... It spies a suitable target--Lord Perpireen, in the crow's nest--and excretes a payload over the little sprite!
Lord Perpireen is splattered by a glob of white-and-green albatross droppings! In Portuguese: HEEHEEEE!!! BULL'S EYE!!! I AM THE BEST BOMBARDIER!! |